Nail’d to the shameful tree;
How vast the love that him inclined
To bleed and die for thee!
Hark! how he groans, while nature shakes,
And earth’s strong pillars bend:
The temple’s veil in sunder breaks,
The solid marbles rend.
‘Tis done! The precious ransom’s paid!
Receive my soul! he cries:
See where he bows his sacred head;
He bows his head, and dies.
But soon he’ll break death’s envious chain,
And in full glory shine:
O Lamb of God, was ever pain,
Was ever love like thine?
Hymns for the Use of the Methodist Episcopal Church: With Tunes for Congregational Worship (1857, Carlton and Porter, New York).
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