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When I see my Savior,
hanging on Calvary,
Bearing there for sinners
bitterest agony.
Gratitude o’erwhelms me,
makes mine eyes grow dim,
All my ransomed being
captive is to Him.
I can see the blood drops,
red ’neath His thorny crown,
From the cruel nail wounds
now they are falling down;
Lord, when I would wander
from Thy love away,
Let me see those blood drops
shed for me that day.
“Why hast thou forsaken?”
List to that sad, sad moan!
Oh, His heart was broken,
suffering there alone;
Broken then that mortals
ne’er need cry in vain
For God’s love and comfort,
in the hour of pain.
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12 12 11 11
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Bible Refs:
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Lk 23:33;
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WHEN I SEE MY SAVIOUR
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Meter:
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12 12 11 11
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