The Stennetts of England - Samuel Stennett D.D. - Hymn Poems

As on the cross the Saviour hung

As on the cross the Saviour hung,
And wept, and bled, and died,
He pour'd salvation on a wretch
That languish'd at his side.

His crimes, with inward grief and shame,
The penitent confess'd;
Then turn'd his dying eyes to Christ,
And thus his prsy'r address'd:

Jesus, thou Son and heir of heaven
Thou spotless Lamb of God
I see thee bath'd in sweat and tears,
And welt'ring in thy blood.

Yet quickly, from these scenes of woe,
In triumph thou shalt rise,
Burst through the gloomy shades of death,
And shine above the skies.

Amidst the glories of that world,
Dear Saviour, think on me,
And in the vict'ries of thy death
Let me a sharer be.

His prayer the dying Jesus hears,
And instantly replies,
To-day thy parting soul shall be
With me its paradise.

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