CLXXVIII. Christ's Dying Love

1 How condescending and how kind
Was God's eternal son!
Our mis'ry reach'd his heav'nly mind,
And pity brought him down.

2 This was compassion like a God,
That when the Saviour knew
The price of pardon was his blood,
His pity ne'er withdrew.

3 Now tho' he reigns exalted high,
His love is still as great:
Well he remembers calvary,
Nor should his saints forget.

4 Here let our hearts begin to melt,
While we his death record,
And with our joy for pardon'd guilt,
Mourn that we pierc'd the Lord.

Text Information
First Line: How condescending and how kind
Title: Christ's Dying Love
Author: Dr. Watts
Meter: Common Metre
Language: English
Publication Date: 1790
Topic: Lord's Supper
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