2 Hark! how he groans, while nature shakes, And earth's strong pillars bend: The temple's veil in sunder breaks,- 3 'Tis done! the precious ransom's paid! See where he bows his sacred head; He bows his head, and dies. 4 But soon he 'll break death's envious chain, And in full glory shine: O Lamb of God, was ever pain, 135 The hidings of the Father's face. FROM Calvary a cry was heard,— A bitter and heart-rending cry; L. M. 3 The scourge, the thorns, the deep disgrace,These thou couldst bear, nor once repine; But when Jehovah veil'd his face, Unutterable pangs were thine. 4 Let the dumb world its silence break; Let pealing anthems rend the sky; Awake, my sluggish soul, awake! He died, that we might never die. 5 Lord! on thy cross I fix mine eye: O, let that dying, piercing cry, 136 The crucifixion. C. M. ROM whence these direful omens round, And why do earthquakes cleave the ground? 2 Well may the earth, astonish'd, shake, The sun, as darkest night, be black ; 3 Behold, fast streaming from the tree, Is this the Infinite? 'tis he, My Saviour and my God. 4 For me these pangs his soul assail; My sins gave sharpness to the nail, 5 Let sin no more my soul enslave; O, save me, whom thou cam'st to save, 137 L. M. Expiring on the cross. XTENDED on a cursed tree, EXTE Cover'd with dust, and sweat, and blood, See there, the King of glory see! Sinks and expires the Son of God. 2 Who, who, my Saviour, this hath done? Who could thy sacred body wound? No guilt thy spotless heart hath known,No guile hath in thy lips been found. 3 I, I alone have done the deed; 'Tis I thy sacred flesh have torn; My sins have caused thee, Lord, to bleed,— Pointed the nail, and fix'd the thorn. 4 For me the burden to sustain Too great, on thee, my Lord, was laid: To heal me, thou hast borne the pain; To bless me, thou a curse wast made. 5 My Saviour, how shall I proclaim, How pay, the mighty debt I owe? Let all I have, and all I am, Ceaseless, to all, thy glory show. 6 Still let thy tears, thy groans, thy sighs, O'erflow my eyes, and heave my breast, Till, loosed from flesh and earth, I rise, And ever in thy bosom rest. 138 The water and the blood. THIS, this is He that came, By water and by blood Jesus is our atoning Lamb,Our sanctifying God. S. M. 2 See from his wounded side 4 But both in Jesus join, Who speaks our sins forgiven, And gives the purity divine 139 That makes us meet for heaven. L. M. The fountain gushing from his side. YE the Pass Priefs condemn'd for you; E that pass by, behold the Man— The Lamb of God, for sinners slain, 2 To us our own Barabbas give,- 3 His sacred limbs they stretch, they tear; 4 Behold his temples, crown'd with thorn; 140 11th P. M. 76, 76, 77, 76. The mystery of the cross. YOD of unexampled grace, GR of mexor mankind, Redeemer of mankind, Matter of eternal praise 2 Endless scenes of wonder rise, Where we the Saviour see: Publish we the death divine; Stop, and gaze, and fall, and own 3 Never love nor sorrow was Now his heavenly birth declare; 141 1st P. M. 6 lines 8s. His universal, everlasting love. WOULD Jesus have the sinner die? Why hangs he then on yonder tree? What means that strange expiring cry? (Sinners, he prays for you and me ;) Forgive them, Father, O forgive! They know not that by me they live. 2 Jesus, descended from above, Our loss of Eden to retrieve, Great God of universal love, If all the world through thee may live, In us a quick'ning spirit be, And witness thou hast died for me. 3 Thou loving, all-atoning Lamb,— Thy bloody sweat, thy grief and shame, 4 0 let thy love my heart constrain,- May taste the grace that found out me; That all mankind with me may prove Thy sov'reign, everlasting love. |