1 Deep in our hearts let us record
The deeper sorrows of our Lord;
Behold the rising billows roll,
To overwhelm his holy soul.
2 In long complaints he spends his breath,
While hosts of hell, and pow'rs of death,
And all the sons of malice join,
To execute their curst design.
3 Yet, gracious God, thy pow'r and love
Has made the curse a blessing prove;
Those dreadful suff'rings of thy Son,
Aton'd for sins which he had done.
4 The pangs of our expiring Lord
The honours of thy law restor'd:
His sorrows made thy justice known,
And paid for follies not his own.
5 O for his sake our guilt forgive,
And let the mourning sinner live:
The Lord will hear us in his name,
Nor shall our hope be turn'd to shame.
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First Line: | Deep in our hearts let us record |
Title: | Christ's Passion, and the Sinner's Salvation |
Author: | Watts |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1792 |
Scripture: | ; ; |
Topic: | The Sufferings, Agony, and Bloody Sweat, of the Man of Grief: The Word Made Flesh |
Notes: | Public Domain. |