The filmed eye, which ne'er To all the bliss of sight: I see the lame man leaping home, E'en terror's king himself, Whene'er he hears thy word:— "Arise! come forth," the dead revives, He quits his shroud-again he lives! And yet thy love, my King, Is equal to thy power, My trembling soul adore, How tender to his friends!- To wash his people's feet! Lord, I am all defiled with sin, O wash me too and make me clean. What sorrows him beset! What agony profound! He sweat "great drops of blood," And all for me; and watched and prayed, And "had not where to lay his head!" But lo! a crown of thorns Circles his sacred head! With robe and sceptre mocked, Why is that shout?-the words decide"Let Israel's King be crucified." Then what terrific sights, I see the Lord of all, Taunted, reviled, by friends denied, Nature beholds the scene, In agony he prays, (What love and beauty too) "Father, forgive the sin, They know not what they do ;" And "it is finished," now he cries! And for me bows his head and dies! But vain thy efforts, death! He rides upon a cloud In sight of gazing friends: Open ye gates of light! For he to heaven ascends; And there he reigns and intercedes, For me and all his people pleads. All beautiful to me, As Prophet, Priest, and King; That all thy grace may sing; To see thy beauty still there's room, "And whosoever will, may come." HYMN When, O my God, my eyes survey, What joy, what rapture fills my breast- Ere sun, or moon, or star had shone, Ere thou hadst heard an angel's lays, Ere Gabriel before thee stood- Thou didst devise this "way" of grace, A glorious ransom found. I love to visit Bethlehem's plains, I love my Saviour's life to read; My thoughts delight afford; What kings and prophets long'd to see, I love to climb Mount Calvary, Dying, though Lord of all; Mine were the sins that nailed him there, Jesus was born, has suffered, died, Saints, ye are purchased by his blood, Mount Sinai once alarmed my soul, How dreadful was the place! Angels who knew not sin, may raise HE SHOWED THEM HIS HANDS AND HIS FEET. Arouse my soul and sing his praise |