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

Yonder--amazing Sight!--I see

    Yonder--amazing Sight!--I see
Th' incarnate Son of God,
Expiring on the accursed Tree,
And welt'ring in his Blood.

Behold a purple Torrent run
Down from his Hands and Head:
The crimson Tide puts out the Sun;
His Groans awake the Dead.

The Trembling Earth, the darken'd Sky,
Proclaim the Truth aloud!
And with th' amaz'd Centurion cry,
"This is the Son of GOD."

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.

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!

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