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See, on the mount of Calvary,
Upon a cross suspended high.
A harmless sufferer covered o'er
With shame, and welt'ring in his gore.
Is this the Son, the Sent of God,
To rule the nations with his rod?
This the predicted Sun that bring!
Life and salvation on his wings?
Is this the Saviour long foretold,
To usher in the age of gold?
To make the reign of sorrow cease,
And bind the jarring world in peace?
'Tis he, 'tis he!—he kindly shrouds
His glories in a night of clouds,
That souls might from their ruin rise,
And gain th'imperishable skies.
See, to their refuge and their rest,
From all the bonds of guilt released,
Transgressors to his cross repair,
And find a full redemption there.
Jesus, what millions of our race
Have been the trophies of thy grace!
And millions more to thee shall fly,
And on thy sacrifice rely!
That tree, that cursed and poisoned tree
Which proved a bloody rack to thee,
Shall in the noblest blessings shoot,
And fill the nation with its fruit.
The sorrow, shame, and death were thine,
And all the stores of wrath divine!
Ours are the glory, life, and bliss;
What love can be compared to this!
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| # 32 | No key | | # 319 | Ab | | # 296 | Bb | | # 432 | Bb | | # 50 | C | | # 129 | C | | # 164 | C | | # 766 | C |
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