Christ, Death of
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Isaac Watts·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Alas! and did my Savior bleed?
And did my Sovereign die?
Would he devote that sacred head
For such a worm as I?
Verse 2
Was it for crimes that I have done
He groaned upon the tree?
Amazing pity! grace unknown!
And love beyond degree!
Verse 3
Well might the sun in darkness hide,
And shut his glories in,
When Christ, the mighty Maker, died
For man, the creature’s sin!
Verse 4
Thus might I hide my blushing face
While his dear cross appears;
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,
And melt mine eyes to tears.
Verse 5
But drops of grief can ne’er repay
The debt of love I owe;
Here, Lord, I give myself away;
’Tis all that I can do.
Refrain
Jesus died for you,
And Jesus died for me,
Yes, Jesus died for all mankind;
Bless God, salvation’s free.
Refrain
Help me, dear Savior, thee to own,
And ever faithful be;
And when thou sittest on thy throne.
O Lord, remember me.
Isaac Watts, “Alas! and Did My Savior Bleed?”
Verse 1
Come to the cross, where the Savior died,
Look to the Lamb that was crucified;
Turn to the mournful and tragic scene,
Gaze on the suffering Nazarene.
Refrain
Look at the Crucified, look and live!
Look, for eternal life he will give.
Come to the cross, where the Savior died,
Look to the Lamb that was crucified.
Verse 2
Fall at the feet of the dying One,
Trust in the name of the Father’s Son;
Wash in the fountain of Jesus’ blood,
Seek for thy cure in the healing flood.
Verse 3
Fly to the arms of his pard’ning love,
Cherish the hope of a crown above;
Taste of the sweetness of sins forgiven,
Lean on the promise of rest in heaven.
J. H. Martin, “Come to the Cross, Where the Savior Died”
William H. Bathurst·Modern
Verse 1
Great God, when I approach thy throne
And all thy glory see;
This is my stay, and this alone,
That Jesus died for me.
Verse 2
How can a soul condemned to die,
Escape the just decree?
Helpless and full of sin am I,
But Jesus died for me.
Verse 3
Burdened with sin’s oppressive chain,
Oh, how can I get free?
No peace can all my efforts gain,
But Jesus died for me.
Verse 4
And, Lord, when I behold thy face,
This must be all my plea;
Save me by thy almighty grace,
For Jesus died for me.
Ray Palmer·Modern
Verse 1
O Jesus! sweet the tears I shed,
While at thy cross I kneel,
Gaze on thy wounded, fainting head,
And all thy sorrows feel.
Verse 2
My heart dissolves to see thee bleed,
This heart so hard before;
I hear thee for the guilty plead,
And grief o’erflows the more.
Verse 3
’Twas for the sinful thou didst die,
And I a sinner stand;
What love speaks from thy dying eye,
And from each pierced hand!
Verse 4
I know this cleansing blood of thine
Was shed, dear Lord, for me;
For me, for all--oh, grace divine!--
Who look by faith on thee.
Ray Palmer, “O Jesus! Sweet the Tears I Shed”
Horatius Bonar·Modern
Verse 1
Oppressed with noon-day’s scorching heat,
To yonder cross I flee;
Beneath its shelter take my seat:
No shade like this for me!
Verse 2
Beneath that cross clear waters burst,
A fountain sparkling free;
And there I quench my desert thirst:
No spring like this for me!
Verse 3
A stranger here, I pitch my tent
Beneath this spreading tree;
Here shall my pilgrim life be spent:
No home like this for me!
Verse 4
For burdened ones a resting-place
Beside that cross I see;
Here I cast off my weariness:
No rest like this for me!
Verse 1
Saw ye my Savior, saw ye my Savior,
Saw ye my Savior and God?
Oh! he died on Calvary,
To atone for you and me,
And to purchase our pardon with blood.
Verse 2
He was extended, he was extended,
Painfully nailed to the cross;
Here he bowed his head and died;
Thus my Lord was crucified,
To atone for a world that was lost.
Verse 3
Hail, mighty Savior! hail, mighty Savior!
Prince, and the Author of peace!
Oh! he burst the bars of death,
And, triumphant from the earth,
He ascended to mansions of bliss.
Verse 4
There interceding, there interceding,
Pleading that sinners may live;
Crying, “Father, I have died;
Oh, behold my hands and side!
Oh, forgive them! I pray thee, forgive!”
Verse 5
“I will forgive them, I will forgive them
When they repent and believe;
Let them now return to thee,
And be reconciled to me,
And salvation they all shall receive.”
J.H. Stockton·Modern
Verse 1
The cross, the cross, the blood-stained cross!
The hallowed cross I see;
Reminding me of precious blood
That once was shed for me.
Refrain
Oh, the blood, the precious blood,
That Jesus shed for me;
Upon the cross, in crimson flood,
Just now by faith I see.
Verse 2
The cross, the cross, that heavy cross,
My Savior bore for me;
It bowed him to the earth with grief
On sad Mount Calvary
Verse 3
The wounds, the wounds, those painful wounds;
Oh, they were made for me!
His hands and feet, his holy head,
All pierced and torn I see.
Verse 4
The death, the death, the awful death!
That Jesus died for me;
I heard his groans, his prayer, “Forgive,”
His bleeding side I see.
Verse 5
The love, the love, the matchless love,
That bled upon the tree!
It melts my heart, it wins my love,
It brings me, Lord, to thee.