Christ…hath once suffered for sins, the just for the unjust, that He might bring us to God, being put to death in the flesh, but quickened by the Spirit. 1 Peter 3:18
Words: Anne Steele, Poems on Subjects Chiefly Devotional 1760, volume 1, number 178, alt.
Faith in a Redeemer’s sufferings.
Music: St. Luke (Clarke) Jeremiah Clarke, 1701 (🔊 pdf nwc).
Lord, when my thoughts delighted rove
Amid the wonders of Thy love,
Sweet hope revives my drooping heart,
And bids intruding fears depart.
But while Thy sufferings I survey,
And faith enjoys a heav’nly ray,
These dear memorials of Thy pain,
Present anew the dreadful scene.
I hear Thy groans with deep surprise,
And view Thy wounds with weeping eyes,
Each bleeding wound, each dying groan,
With anguish fraught, and pains unknown.
For mortal crimes a sacrifice,
The Lord of life, the Savior dies:
What love, what mercy, how divine!
O Jesus, can I call Thee mine?
Repentant sorrow fills my heart,
But mingling joy allays the smart;
O may my future life declare
The sorrow and the joy sincere.
Be all my heart, and all my days
Devoted to my Savior’s praise;
And let my glad obedience prove
How much I owe, how much I love.