Text:The Passion and Exaltation of Christ

128. The Passion and Exaltation of Christ

1 Now let our lips with holy fear
And mournful pleasure sing
The sufferings of our great High-Priest,
The sorrows of our King.

2 He sinks in floods of deep distress;
How high the waters rise!
While to his heavenly Father's ear
He sends perpetual cries.

3 "Hear me, O Lord, and save thy Son,
"Nor hide thy shining face;
"Why should thy favourite look like one
"Forsaken of thy grace?

4 "With rage they persecute the man
"That groans beneath thy wound,
"While for a sacrifice I pour
"My life upon the ground.

5 "They tread my honour to the dust,
"And laugh when I complain;
"Their sharp insulting slanders add
"Fresh anguish to my pain.

6 "All my reproach is known to thee,
"The scandal and the shame;
"Reproach has broke my bleeding heart,
"And lies defil'd my name.

7 "I look'd for pity, but in vain;
"My kindred are my grief:
"I ask my friends for comfort round,
"But meet with no relief.

8 "With vinegar they mock my thirst,
"They give me gall for food;
"And sporting with my dying groans,
"They triumph in my blood.

9 "Shine into my distressed soul,
"Let thy compassion save;
"And though my flesh sink down to death,
"Redeem it from the grave.

10 "I shall arise to praise thy name,
"Shall reign in worlds unknown;
"And thy salvation, O my God,
Shall seat me on thy throne."

Text Information
First Line: Now let our lips with holy fear
Title: The Passion and Exaltation of Christ
Meter: Common Metre
Language: English
Publication Date: 1787
Scripture: ; ;
Topic: Blood of Christ cleansing from Sin; Christ: his death and resurrection; Christ: his obedience and death (9 more...)
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