.99.*

6 Next take to heart his anguish great, [2 Oh! this makes me think with sighing When, press'd beneath sin's pond'rous I'm the cause: Behold the Man! weight,

Then his love which I'm enjoying, All comfort from him taken,

Comforts me: Behold the Man! He cries aloud, “My God, my God, Ah! that terribly abused

Why hast thou me forsaken pár Countenance so marr'd and bruised, 7 « 'Tis finishid,” was the solemn Makes my eyes with tears o'erflow, word,

Till to him I've leave to go. When for mankind our dying Lord 3 Wounded head, back plough'd with Had gain’d complete salvation ;

furrows, Ye mourning sinners, all rejoice

Visage marr'd: Behold the Man! To hear this declaration.

Eyes how dim, how full of sorrows, 8 The last, attention due demands: Sunk with grief: Behold the Man! • O Father, now into thy hands

Lamb of God, led to the slaughter,
I recommend my spirit !”

Melted, poured out like water;
He bow'd his head, gave up the ghost, Should not love my heart inflame,
That we might life inherit.

Viewing thee, thou slaughter'dLamb.
9 All those who here enjoy, by faith,
The blessed fruits of Jesus' death,
True bliss in him possessing,

T. 217. Find in his seven dying words When thou in death didst bow thy head A treasure of rich blessing.

All nature, Lord, was struck with 97. T. 168.

wonder; O BEHOLD your Saviour wounded,

The opning graves gave up their dead like

Earth trembled, rocks were rent in the Hanging on th' accursed cross;

sunder: None hath e'er the love expounded,

Then felt the pow'rs of hell below Our Redeemer show'd to us:

Their last irrevocable blow; Hear him at his crucifixion

Thy aim was then by right obtained, Pray for foes 'midst keen affliction,

To free the souls by Satan chained; “O forgive them; they don't know, Now, thro' thy anguish and distress, Heav'nly Father, what they do."

The captives find a full release. 2 At his cross's foot now tarry, View his languid, marred face,

2 Thou, who the nail-prints dost retain, 'B Mark his care for John and Mary;

Tho'tothy glorious throne ascended, To the thief he offers

Whose side's incision doth remain,

grace. Ah, he thirsts with love unshaken;

And thorn-marks which thy head

0 “God! why hast thou me forsaken ?"

once rended:

10 And - 'Tis finish'a !” Jesus cries,

This is thy most transcendent form Yields his spirit, droops and dies.

Which doth our hearts transport and

warm, T. 168. As thou upon the cross didst languish, SINCE with awe in strains melodious, Or, as thy body, pale and dead,

Extended there in keenest anguish;
Sing with awe: Behold the Man!
Yea repeat in tones harmonious,

In the cold sepulchre was laid.
Ah, Behold, behold the man! 3 'Tis the most lovely attitude
On thy dying look, dear Saviour, Wherein we can behold our Saviour,
I will fix my eyes for ever;

When by the eye of faith he's view'd, I am never tir'd to gaze

With blood and bruises stain'd all At thy lovely bleeding face.

over.

98.*

For, more than all that can be said 2 Lord Jesus ! who is like to thee!
Of Jesus Christ, our Lord and Head, O might by night and day
Deth sparkle in our heart's recesses: My spirit upon Calvary,
The blessed fraits of his distresses That scene of suff"ring, stay.
We richly can enjoy by faith,

3 How that blest moment I regard, sed While meditating on his death.

When thou didst bow thy head ! 4 Christ's agony, his death and blood O had my list'ning ear but heard Shall be our joy and consolation, The

groan

that left thee dead ! The grace unmerited bestow'd

4 How highly favor'd had I been, On us our constant meditation; lap

Had I with John stood by,
Fresh proofs of his fidelity,

And
And Shepherd-care we daily sée ;

my

beloved Saviour seen 145 He will continue still to feed us,

In keenest anguish die!
Till he at last will thither lead us, 5 Beholding, with deep reverence,
ter,
Where all his glories shall be seen

Thy side for me then pierc'd,
Without a vail to intervené.

With what emotion had I thence

Seen blood and water burst! 100.* T. 594.

6 It is as tho' my eyes now view'd ONE view, Lord Jesus, of thy passion This heart-affecting sight,

Wilt make the fainting spirit glad; And ev'ry scene depicted stood wheel This yields us solid consolation, 'Fore me in clearest light.

When thy dear blood, so freely shed, 7 O might thy dying love divine
Pervades and heals both soul and body,

Become to me more clear, When thou dostgive to us thy peace; And smile in ev'ry smile of mine, end Ah, then our arms of faith are ready,

And flow in ev'ry tear.
Thy cross, O Jesus, to embrace !
2 No drop of blood thou deemd'st too

8 When I depart, my latest breath

To thee, Lord, shall ascend,
precious,
Toshed for worthless worms like me;

As a thank-off'ring for thy death;
O that thy fire of love, dear Jesus,

Thus, blest my race will end.
Inflam'd my heart with love to thee!
May thy atoning death and passion,

· 102.* T. 14.
Thy agony and bitter pain, SEE, world, upon the shameful tree
my.
final consummation

Thy Maker sinks in death! Deep in my heart engrav'd remain, Cover'd with stripes and wounds for 3 O might I live in the enjoyment

Thy Saviour yields his breath. [thee
Of all my Lord for me hath gain'd! 2 Behold his body stain’d with blood,
Might this be daily my employment, Out of his tender heart

To muse upon what he sustain'd! Deep sighs and groans he sends to God
O may his hands, whereon engraven In his excessive smart.

My poor& worthless name doth stand, b; Support me, till I in the haven 3 Thou Prince of glory knew'st no sin ; Of endless joy shall safely land.

What caus’d thee then such pain ?

Thou harmless, undefil'd and clean, T. 14.

What caus'd thee to be slain ?
My life-supplying element 4 My sins, as num'rous as the sands
Is Jesus' blood and death:

Upon the ocean's shore,
My soul is eagerly intent

Have been the cruel, murďrous hands
To live thereiñ by faith.

That wounded thee so sore.
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ed;

retard

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endeu

101. *

him NB

4. When earth and hell's malicious 3 Come, sinners, view the Lamb of sulfies

5 What anguish, what tormenting pain 6 Joy for thy torments we receive, Thy soul did rack and tear!

Life in thy death have found; All this thou freely didst sustain,

For the reproaches of thy cross But I deserv'd to bear.

Shall be with glory crown'd.
6 Thou on thy shoulders took’st the 7 May we a grateful sense retain

To ease my burden'd heart: (whole, of thy redeeming love;
Thou bar'st the curse, to bless my soul, And live below like those that hope
And healst me by thy smart

To live with thee above!
7 Thy wondrous love to evidence
Thou wouldst my Surety be:

104.

T. 14
Thyself wouldst pay my debt immense, ALAS! and did my Saviour bleed,
Thereby to set me free.

HOLD 8 Thou art destruction to the grave,

And did my Sov'reign die?

Would he devote his sacred head Death's enemy severe;

For such a worm as I? That each in bondage as its slave,

Might now be sav'd from fear, 2 Was it for crimes that I had done, 9 My debt to thee, God, who art love, Amazing pity! grace unknown!

He groan'd upon the tree?
Weak words can ne'er express;

And love beyond degree !
I cannot here; if there above,
Return due thankfulness.

3 Well might the sun in darkness hide 10 Grant me the grace, while I am here, when God th' almighty Maker dy'd, och

And shut his glories in, (Since I can nothing give)

An oft'ring for my sin. Thy suft'rings in my heart to bear, And by thy death to live. 4 Thus might I hide my blushing face, by na

While Jesus' cross appears; 103. T. 14.

Dissolve, my heart, in thankfulness,

And melt my eyes in tears !.
BEHOLD the Saviour of the world
Imbru'd with sweat and gore,

105.

T. 2 2.
Expiring on th' accursed cross,
Where he our sorrows bore!

WHEN I by faith my Saviour see 2 Compassion for man's fallen race

Expiring on the cross for me, Brought down God's only Son,

Satan and sin no more can move, To veil in flesh his radiant face, For I am filld with Jesus' love. And for their sins atone.

2 His thorns and'nails pierce thro' my 3 Who can to love his name forbear,

heart, That of his suff'rings hears, In ev'ry groan I bear a part; And finds the ransom of his soul

I view his wounds with streaming eyes; Was blood as well as tears?

But see! he bows his head, and dies!

a caus

lle

Encompass'd thee around, (pow'rs God, Thy sacred blood, O Son of God,

Wounded and dead, & bath'd in blood! Stream'd forth from ev'ry wound:

Behold his side, and venture near, 5 Till death's pale ensigns o'er thy The well of endless life is here. cheeks,

4 Here I forget my cares and pains; And trembling lips were spread;

still
my

thirst'remains i Till light forsook thy dying eyes, Only the fountain-head above

And life thy drooping head. Can satisfy the thirst of love.

I drink, yet

me.

5 that I thus could always feel! 12 His flesh istorn with whips and nails;
Lord, more and more thy love reveal! His strength decays, his spirit fails :
Then my glad tongue shall loud pro- His side is pierc'd, his heart is broke:
The grace and glory of thy name.[claim Our sins upon himself he took.
6 Thy name dispels my guilt and fear, 3 The thieves expiring on each side
Revives

my heart and charms mine ear; Proclaim thecrimes for which they dy'd: Affords a balm for ev'ry wound, But what, dear Saviour, hast thou done? And Satan trembles at the sound, Thou dyd'st for sin, but not thine own.

4. Jesus, and didst thou bleed for me? 106. T. 14.

O great, O boundless mystery!

Ibuw my head in deep amaze,
BEHOLD the loving Son of God And silently adore thy grace.

Stretch'd out upon the tree;
Behold him shed his precious blood,
And die for

108.
and
you

T. 582.
2 Why is his body rack'd with pains, Go forth in spirit, go
And

To Calv'ry's holy mount;
wiih keenest smart?
wrung

between two
Why flows the blood from all his veins, See there thy Friend
Why torn with grief his heart?

Suft'ring on thy account. [thieves, 3 All righteousness did he fulfil,

2 Fall at his cross's foot,
No sin did ever know ;

And say, “ My God and Lord,
He never thought nor acted ill; Here let me dwell, and view those
Why was he wounded so?

wounds,

Which life for me procur’d.”.
4 Alas! I know the reason why:
Our num'rous sins he bore;

3 Fix on that face thine eye ;
This caus'd his bitter
agony,

Why dost thou backward shrink?
This wounded him so sore.

What a base rebel thou hast been

To Christ, thou now dost think.
5 But hence our confidence begins;
For we may boldly say,

4 Fear not; for this is he
That thus, by bearing all our sins,

Who always loves us first,
He took them all
away.

And with white robes of righteousness

Delights to deck the worst, 6 Our God is fully reconcild,

5 Or art thou at a loss
His justice satisfy'd ;

What thou to him shalt say?
Each sinner may become his child,
Since Jesus bled and dy'd.

Be but sincere, and all thy case

Just as it is display.
7 Come then, ye needy sinners, come, 6 His blood thy cause will plead,

If ye accept, he'll give;
O suffer him to lead

Thy plaintive cry he'll hear,
home;

you
Whoever will,

Look with an eye of pity down,
may
live.

And grant thee all thy pray'r.

107. T. 22.
THERE hangs the Saviour of mankind,
His visage marr'd, his head reclin'd:
His bleeding hands, his bleeding feet,
Declare his love divinely great.

F2

109.

T. 14.
BEHOLD the Saviour of mankind

Naiļd to the shameful tree;
How vast the love that him inclin'd.

To bleed and die for thee!

2 Hark how he groans! while nature. Th'incarnate God for me hath dy'd; ;

Andearth's strong pillarsbend;(shakes, My Lord, my Love is crucify'd} The temple's vail in sunder breaks,

2 Behold him, all ye that pass by, The solid marbles rend.

The bleeding Prince of life and peace! 3 'Tisdone! the precious ransom's paid, Come see, ye worms, your Maker die, ~ ?Tis finish'd!” Jesus cries;

And say, was ever grief like his! Behold he bows his sacred head, Come feel, with me, his blood apply'd:

He bows his head, and dies. My Lord, my Love is crucify'd! 4 Salvation thus did he obtain, 3 Is crucify'd for me and you, O mystery divine!

To bring us rebels back to God; O Lamb of God, was ever pain, Believe, believe the record true, Was ever love like thine!

Ye all are bought with Jesus' blood:

Pardon for all flows from his side;
110.

T. 22.
THE cross, the cross, O that's my gain, 4 Then let us sit beneath his cross,

My Lord, my Love is crucify'd!

, Because on that the Lamb was slain; "Twas there my Lord was crucify'd,

And gladly catch the healing stream, 'Twas there my Saviour

for me dy'd. All things for him account but loss,

And all give up our hearts to him: 2 The stony heart dissolves in tears,

0

may we nothing know beside When to our view the cross appears; The Lamb of God as crucify'd. Christ's dying love, when truly felt, The vilest, hardest heart doth melt. 3 Here will I stay, and gaze a while

112. T. 11. Upon the Friend of sinners vile;

LET me dwell on Golgotha,
Abas'd, I view what I have done
To God's eternal, gracious Son.

Weep and love my life away!

While I see him on the tree 4 Here I behold, as in a glass,

Weep, and bleed, and die, for me! God's glory, with unveiled face;

? That dear blood, for sinners spilt, And by beholding, I shall be Made like to Him who loved me.

Shows my sin in all its guilt:

Ah! my soul, he bore thy load; 5 Here is an ensign on a hill,

Thou hast slain the Lamb of God. Come hither, sinners, look your fill;

3 Hark! his dying word: “ Forgive, To look aside, is pain and loss;

Father, let the sinner live; I glory only in the cross.

Sinner, wipe thy tears away, 6°

Here doth the Lord of life proclaim I thy ransom freely pay." To all the world his saving name;

4 While I hear this grace reveald, Repenting souls, in bim believe;

And obtain my pardon seald, Ye wounded, look on him and live.

All

my No flaming sword dothguard the place, Wakend by the force of love. Thecross of Christ proclaims free grace:

5 Farewell world, thy gold is dross, All pilgrims who would heaven win,

Now I see the blood-stain'd cross;
By Jesus' cross must enter in,

Jesus dy'd to set me free
111. T. 96. From the law, and sin, and thee !
Love divinę, what hast thou done! 16 He hath dearly bought my soul;
Th' incarnate God hath dy'd for me! Lord, accept, and claim the whole !
The Father's co-eternal Son

To thy will I all resign,
sins
upon

the tree : Now, no more my own, but thine.

soft affections move,

Bore all

my