CL. The Death of the Lord of Glory

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 deathful sound,
And flows from ev'ry 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 sick'ning ray,
And darkness veil'd the mourning day.

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

6 Come, dearest Lord, thy pow'r impart,
To warm this cold, this stupid heart;
Till all its pow'rs and passions move
In melting grief and ardent love.

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First Line: Stretch'd on the cross the Saviour dies
Title: The Death of the Lord of Glory
Author: Steele
Meter: L. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1792
Scripture: ; ;
Topic: The Death of Jesus, who Died for All; Who tasted Death for Every Man
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