Christ, Love of

Verse 1

Beneath thy cross I lay me down,
And mourn to see thy bloody crown;
Love drops in blood from every vein;
Love is the spring of all thy pain.

Verse 2

Here, Jesus, will I ever stay,
And spend my longing hours away;
Think on thy bleeding wounds and pain,
And contemplate thy woes again.

Verse 3

Oh, unmolested, happy rest!
Where inward fears are all suppressed;
Here I shall love, and live secure,
And patiently my cross endure.

Verse 1

Bless’d be thy love, dear Lord!
That taught us this sweet way,
Only to love thee for thyself,
And for that love obey.

Verse 2

Oh, thou, our soul’s chief Hope!
We to thy mercy fly;
Where’er we are, thou canst protect,
Whate’er we need, supply.

Verse 3

Whether we sleep or wake,
To thee we both resign;
By night we see, as well as day,
If thy light on us shine.

Verse 4

Whether we live or die,
Both we submit to thee;
In death we live, as well as life,
If thine in death we be.

Verse 1

Come, let us join in songs of praise
To our ascended Priest;
He entered heaven with all our names
Engraven on his breast.

Verse 2

Below he washed our guilt away,
By his atoning blood;
Now he appears before the throne,
And pleads our cause with God.

Verse 3

Clothed with our nature still, he knows
The weakness of our frame,
And how to shield us from the foes
Which he himself o’ercame.

Verse 4

Oh! may we ne’er forget his grace,
Nor blush to wear his name;
Still may our hearts hold fast his faith,
Our mouths his praise proclaim.

Verse 1

Did Christ o’er sinners weep,
And shall our cheeks be dry?
Let floods of penitential grief
Burst forth from every eye.

Verse 2

The Son of God in tears--
The wondering angels see!
Be thou astonished, O my soul!
He shed those tears for thee.

Verse 3

He wept--that we might weep--
Each sin demands a tear;
In heaven alone no sin is found,
And there’s no weeping there.

Verse 1

Ever would I fain be reading,
In the ancient holy Book,
Of my Savior’s gentle pleading,
Truth in ev’ry word and look.
How to all the sick and tearful
Help was ever gladly shown;
How he sought the poor and fearful,
Called them brothers and his own.

Verse 2

How no contrite soul e’er sought him,
And was bidden to depart;
How, with gentle words he taught him,
Took the death from out his heart.
Still I read the ancient story,--
And my joy is ever new,--
How for us he left his glory,
How he still is kind and true.

Verse 3

How the flock he gently leadeth,
Whom his Father gave him here;
How his arms he widely spreadeth,
To his heart to draw us near.
Let me kneel, my Lord! before thee,
Let my heart in tears o’erflow,
Melted by thy love adore thee,
Blessed in thee, mid joy or woe.

Verse 1

Hail! my ever blessed Jesus!
Only thee I wish to sing.
To my soul, thy name is precious,
Thou, my Prophet, Priest, and King.

Verse 2

Oh! what mercy flows from heaven!
Oh! what joy and happiness!
Love I much? I’ve much forgiven;
I’m a miracle of grace.

Verse 3

Once with Adam’s race in ruin,
Unconcerned in sin I lay;
Swift destruction still pursuing,
Till my Savior passed that way

Verse 4

Witness, all ye host of heaven!
My Redeemer’s tenderness;
Love I much? I’ve much forgiven;
I’m a miracle of grace.

Verse 5

Shout, ye bright angelic choir!
Praise the Lamb enthroned above;
Whilst, astonished, I admire
God’s free grace, and boundless love.

Verse 6

That blest moment I received him,
Filled my soul with joy and peace:
Love I much? I’ve much forgiven;
I’m a miracle of grace.

Verse 1

I gave my life for thee,
My precious blood I shed,
That thou mightst ransomed be,
And quickened from the dead;
I gave, I gave my life for thee,
What hast thou given for me?

Verse 2

My Father’s house of light,
My glory-circled throne,
I left for earthly night,
For wand’rings sad and lone;
I left, I left it all for thee,
Hast thou left aught for me?

Verse 3

I suffered much for thee,
More than thy tongue can tell,
Of bitterest agony,
To rescue thee from hell;
I’ve borne, I’ve borne it all for thee,
What hast thou borne for me?

Verse 4

And I have brought to thee,
Down from my home above,
Salvation full and free,
My pardon and my love;
I bring, I bring rich gifts to thee,
What hast thou brought to me?

Verse 1

I gave my life for thee,
My precious blood I shed,
That thou mightst ransomed be,
And quickened from the dead;
I gave, I gave my life for thee,
What hast thou given for me?

Verse 2

My Father’s house of light,
My glory-circled throne,
I left for earthly night,
For wand’rings sad and lone;
I left, I left it all for thee,
Hast thou left aught for me?

Verse 3

I suffered much for thee,
More than thy tongue can tell,
Of bitterest agony,
To rescue thee from hell;
I’ve borne, I’ve borne it all for thee,
What hast thou borne for me?

Verse 4

And I have brought to thee,
Down from my home above,
Salvation full and free,
My pardon and my love;
I bring, I bring rich gifts to thee,
What hast thou brought to me?