3. Stripes and cruel mockeries he17. Therefore all his agony and pas

endured,

Meek and patient, in our stead; How are Jesus' gracious eyes obscured;

And his sin-atoning death, (sion,
Shall remain thro' grace our faith's

foundation,

While we draw our vital breath: Thus shall neither honor, wealth, nor pleasures;

View his wounded back and head: He, whom thorns and scourges la(sures; cerated, (created; Rob our souls of everlasting treaIs the Lord, who all things hath Jesus, both by day and night, Shall remain our sole delight. 8. Could we tune our hearts and voices higher

Ah, his sufferings, pain, and woe Make my eyes with tears o'erflow. 4. See him bear his cross in deep affliction

Than man's most exalted lays, Yet, till join'd to the celestial choir, Cold would prove our warmest praise: (hension, (slaughter, Jesus' love exceeds all compreAs a lamb he's led unto the But our love to him we scarce dare

On his sore and wounded back,
Led to Calvary for crucifixion,
Where his limbs they stretch and
rack;

And his soul is poured out like

water;

Vinegar and gall he tastes,
While his suffering body wastes.

5. Now behold him weeping, bleed

ing, crying,

mention;

We may weep beneath his cross,
But he wept and bled for us.
9. O delightful theme, past all ex-
pression,

"Thy Redeemer died for thee :" 'Midst two thieves upon the cross: Ah, this prompts my deepest adoLo, he bows his sacred head, and ration,

Life eternal gains for us: (dying, When I hear, "He died for me :" Lord, afford us all thy Spirit's Might my thoughts, my words and (punction; whole behaviour,

unction, (Saviour; To consider this with heart's com- Prove that I believe in Christ my Might our words and actions prove Yea, my love to Jesus show That we know thy dying love. 6. Our enraptur❜d hearts shall ne'er

be weary

On our dying Lord to gaze;
At his cross in faith we wish to
tarry,

graven

There shall be our hiding-place:
May his dying look remain en-
(and heaven
On our hearts; for pardon, life,
Our Redeemer then procur'd
When he death for us endur'd.

His to me in all I do.

10. Lamb of God, thou shalt remain

for ever

Of our songs the only theme:
For thy boundless love, thy grace
and favour,

We will praise thy saving name:
That for our transgressions thou

wast wounded, (sounded,
Shall by us in nobler strains be
When we, perfected in love.
Once shall join the church above.

Chr. R. v. Zinzendorf.

T. 151.16. Thou for thy foes entreatest;
Lord Jesus, who was I?
Thy friends thou not forgettest;
Turn, Lord, to me thine eye :
Thy mouth now grace declareth
To the repenting thief;
My guilty soul this cheereth;
Of sinners I am chief.

80.* T. 594 or 184. He bows his head, the conflict's

WITH my sins' heavy load op

In spirit I my Saviour view, (pressed,
I see the spear transfix his heart:
I see him mourning and distressed, Thus closed he his bitter passion,
While floods of tears his cheeks Expiring on the accursed tree;
Then horror seiz'd the whole crea-
tion,

(me. His sweat was mix'd with. blood, But streams of grace came over 6. The thought of blood and water

To the ground with horrors press'd: 2. I give thee thanks unfeigned,
Angels saw,struckwith amazement, O Jesus, friend in need,
Their Creator suffer thus; (ment, For what thy soul sustained,
We are fill'd with deep abase-
Since we know 'twas done for us.

2. Jesus, to thy garden lead us,
To behold thy bloody sweat; (us,

Tho' thou from the curse hast freed
May we ne'er the cost forget:
Be thy groans and cries rehearsed
By thy Spirit in our ears,

Till we, viewing whom we pierced,
Melt in penitential tears.

3. On the cross thy body broken
Cancels every legal charge;
Pleading this authentic token,
Guilty souls are set at large;
All is finish'd, truth hath said it,
Doubt no more, believe your Lord;
To frail reason give no credit,
You have his unerring word.
4. Lord, we fain would trust thee
solely,

"Twas for us thy blood was spilt;
Suffering Saviour, take us wholly,
Take and form us as thou wilt;

When thou for me didst bleed:
Grant me to lean unshaken

Upon thy faithfulness,
Until I hence am taken,

To see thee face to face.
3. Lord, at my dissolution
Do not from me depart;
Support at the conclusion

Of life, my fainting heart;
And when I pine and languish,
Seiz'd with death's agony,
O by thy pain and anguish
Set me at liberty.

4. Lord, grant me thy protection,
Remind me of thy death
And glorious resurrection,

When I resign my breath:
Ah then, though I be dying
Midst sickness, grief, and pain,
I shall on thee relying,
Eternal life obtain.

(102.)

83*.

P. Gerhard & Z.

T. 79.

Thou hast borne the dreadful sen-O WORLD, see thy Creator

tence,

Extended, like a traitor,

Upon the cross's tree;
Behold him, while expiring,
And for mankind acquiring

Thereby life, grace, and liberty.
2. Who hath thee thus abused,
Dear Lord, and so much bruised
Thy most majestic face?
Thou wast no sin's transactor,
Thou wast no malefactor,

Like others of the human race. 3. I, I and my transgressions, Which by my own confessions

Exceed the sea-shore sands, These, these have been the reason

Of thy whole bitter season, (bands. 4. On my heart thy wounds for Of all thy bruises, stripes, and Be inscrib'd indelibly,

4. The highest obligations,
Bind me through all life's stations,
To express my thanks to thee:
Poor tho' I am and feeble,
As far as I am able,

I'll yield thee service willingly.
5. While here on earth I'm living,
I have nought worth the giving
To thee for all thy pain;
Yet shall thy passion ever,

84.*

(ever
That I ne'er forget, dear Saviour,
What thou hast endur'd for me:
Thou'rt indeed my highest good,
End of all solicitude;
Let me, at thy feet abased,
Be to taste thy friendship raised.
5. With the deepest adoration
Humbly at thy feet I lie;
And with fervent supplication
Unto thee for succour cry;

Till soul and body sever, (main. My petition kindly hear;
Deep in my heart engrav'd re- Say in answer to my prayer, (ness
P. Gerhard."I will change thy grief and sad-
T. 165. Into comfort, joy and gladness."
Take my longing soul to thee;
6. Jesus, at my dissolution
Let thy wounds at the conclusion
Of this life my refuge be:
When in death I close mine eyes,
Let me wake in paradise,
With the saints in heav'n adore
And in endless bliss and glory (thee.

(103.)
THOUSAND times by me be
Jesus, who hast loved me, (greeted,
And thyself to death submitted
For my treason against thee:
Ah, how happy do I feel,
When 'fore thee I humbly kneel,
At the cross where thou expiredst,
And true life for me acquiredst.
2. Jesus, thee I view in spirit,
Cover'd o'er with blood

and

P. Gerhard.

(104.) (119.) 85.*
T. 168.
JESUS, source of my salvation,
Conqueror both of death and hell,
Thou who didst, as my oblation,
Feel what I deserv'd to feel,
Through thy sufferings, death, and
I eternal life inherit; (merit,
Thousand, thousand thanks to
Dearest Lord, for ever be. (thee,
2. Lord, thy deep humiliation
Paid for my presumptuous pride;
I need fear no condemnation,
Since for sinners thou hast died:
Thou becam'st a curse, dear Sa-

viour,

To restore me to God's favour;
Thousand, &c.

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