Hymns, Selected and Original ‎#125

125. Stretch'd on the cross, the Saviour dies

1 Stretch'd on the cross, the Saviour dies,
Hark! his expiring groans arise!
See, from his hands, his feet, his side,
Runs down the sacred crimson tide!

2 But life attends the dreadful sound,
And flows from every bleeding wound;
The vital stream, how free it flows
To save and cleanse his rebel foes!

3 To suffer in the traitor's place,
To die for man, surprising grace!
Yet pass rebellious angels by--
O why for man, dear Saviour, why?

4 And didst thou bleed?--for sinners bleed?
And could the sun behold the deed?
No! he withdrew his sickening ray,
And darkness veil'd the mourning day.

5 Can I survey this scene of wo,
Where mingling grief and wonder flow;
And yet my heart unmov'd remain,
Insensible to love or pain?

6 Come, dearest Lord! thy grace impart,
To warm this cold, this stupid heart;
Till all its powers and passions move
In melting grief and ardent love.

Text Information

• First Line: Stretch'd on the cross, the Saviour dies
• Meter: L. M.
• Publication Date: 1828
• Topic: A Dying Saviour; Christ: Sufferings and Death

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