The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns ‎#CXCIX

CXCIX. The Agonies of Christ

1 Now let our Pains be all forgot,
Our Hearts no more repine;
Our Suff'rings are not worth a Thought,
When, Lord, compar'd with thine.

2 In lively Figures here we see
The bleeding Prince of Love;
Each of us Hope, he dy'd for me,
And then our Griefs remove.

[3 Our humble Faith here takes her rise,
While sitting round his Board;
And back to Calvary she flies,
To view her groaning Lord.

4 His Soul, what Agonies it felt
When his own God withdrew;
And the large Load of all our Guilt
Lay heavy on him too.

5 But the Divinity within
Supported him to bear:
Dying, he conquer'd Hell and sin,
And made his Triumph there.]

6 Grace, Wisdom, Justice, join'd and wrought
The Wonders of that Day!
No Mortal Tongue, nor Mortal Thought,
Can equal Thanks repay.

7 Our Hymns should sound like those above,
Could we our voices raise;
Yet, Lord, our Hearts shall all be Love,
And all our Lives be Praise.

Text Information

• First Line: Now let our Pains be all forgot
• Title: The Agonies of Christ
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1791
• Topic: Passion of Christ

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