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Now from the Garden to the Cross

Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #CXCVII (1791) Lyrics: 1 Now from the Garden to the Cross, Let us attend the Lamb of God. Be all Things else accounted Dross, Compar'd with Sin atoning Blood. 2 See, how the patient Jesus stands, Insulted in his lowest Case: Sinners have bound th' Almighty's Hands; And spit in their Creator's Face. 3 With Thorns his Temples gor'd and gash'd, Send Streams of Blood from ev'ry Part. His Back's with knotted Scourges lash'd: But sharper Scourges tear his Heart. 4 Nail'd naked to th' accursed Wood; Expos'd to Earth, and Heav'n above, A Spectacle of wounds and Blood; A Prodigy of injur'd Love! 5 Hear how his doleful Cries affright Affected Angels, while they view. His Friends forsook him in the Night; And now his God forsakes him too. 6 Oh what a Field of Battle's here! Vengenace and Love their Pow'rs oppose: Never was such a mighty Pair; Never were two such desp'rate Foes. 7 Behold that Pale, that languid Face, That drooping Head, those cold dead Eyes! Behold, in Sorrow and Disgrace, Our conqu'ring Heroe hands and dies! 8 Ye that assume his sacred Name, Now tell me, what can all this mean? What was it bruis'd God's harmless Lamb! What was it pierc'd his Soul, but Sin? 9 Blush, Christian, blush; let Shame abound, If Sin affects Thee not with Woe, Whatever Spirit's in Thee found, Christ's Spirit thou didst never know. Topics: Passion of Christ Languages: English