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Behold the amazing sight,
The Saviour lifted high!
Behold the Son of God’s delight
Expire in agony!
For whom, for whom, my heart,
Were all these sorrows borne?
Why did he feel that piercing smart,
And meet that various scorn?
For love of us he bled,
And all in torture died;
‘Twas love that bowed his fainting head,
And opened his gushing side.
I see, and I adore,
In sympathy of love;
I feel the strong attractive power
To lift my soul above.
In thee our hearts unite,
Nor share thy griefs alone,
But from thy cross pursue their flight,
To thy triumphant throne.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
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1755
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| 1851 | # 228 | | 2004 | # 233 | | 1964 | # 180 |
MUSIC
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ST. BRIDE
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6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
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1762
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| # 322 | Bb | | # 450 | Bb | | # 180 | Bb | | # 316 | Bb | | # 583 | Bb | | # 81 | Bb | | # 352 | Bb | | # 37 | Bb | | # 101 | Bb | | # 249 | Bb | | # 322 | C | | # 528 | No key | | # 233 | No key |
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