The Psalms of David ‎#H60

H60. How condescending, and how kind

1 How condescending, and how kind
Was God's eternal Son!
Our misery reach'd his heav'nly mind,
And pity brought him down.

2 When justice, by our sins provok'd,
Drew forth hus dreadful sword,
He gave his soul up to the stroke,
Without a murm'ring word.

3 Here we receive repeated seals
Of Jesus' dying love:
Hard is the wretch that never feels
One soft affection move.

4 Here let our hearts begin to melt,
While we his death record,
And, with our joy for pardon'd guilt,
Mourn that we pierc'd the Lord.

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• First Line: How condescending, and how kind
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1789
• Topic: Lord's Supper: The Love of Christ

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