Text: | The Attraction of the Cross |
Author: | Dr. S. Stennett |
1 Yonder — amazing Sight! — I see
Th' incarnate Son of GOD,
Expiring on the accursed tree,
And welt'ring in his blood.
2 Behold a purple torrent run
Down from his hands and head:
The crimson tide puts out the sun;
His groans awake the dead.
3 The trembling earth, the darken'd sky,
Proclaim the truth aloud!
And with th' amaz'd centurion cry,
"This is the son of God."
4 So great, so vast a sacrifice,
May well my hope revive:
If GOD's own Son thus bleeds and dies,
The sinner sure may live.
5 O that these cords of love divine,
Might draw me, Lord to thee,
Thou hast my heart, it shall be thine —
Thine it shall ever be!
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Yonder — amazing Sight! — I see |
Title: | The Attraction of the Cross |
Author: | Dr. S. Stennett |
Meter: | Common Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1790 |
Scripture: | |
Topic: | After Sermon |