Text: | How condescending and how kind |
Tune: | CONDESCENSION |
Media: | MIDI file |
1.
How condescending and how kind
Was God's eternal son!
Our misery reached his heavenly mind,
And pity brought him down.
2.
When justice, by our sins provoked,
Drew forth its dreadful sword,
He gave his soul up to the stroke,
Without a murmuring word.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | How condescending and how kind |
Title: | How condescending and how kind |
Meter: | C.M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1854 |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | CONDESCENSION |
Meter: | C.M. |
Incipit: | 11554 56544 |