From whence these direful omens roundAuthor: Samuel Wesley
Tune: ST. COLUMBA (Irish)
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1 From whence these dire Portents around,
That Earth and Heav'n amaze?
Wherefore do Earthquakes cleave the Ground,
Why hides the sun his Rays?
2 Not thus did Sinai's trembling Head
With sacred horror nod,
Beneath the dark Pavilion spread
O legislative God.
3 Thou, Earth, thy lowest Center shake
With Jesu sympathize!
Thou Sun, as hell's deep Gloom be black,
'Tis thy Creator dies!
4 See streeming from th' accursed Tree
His all atoning Blood!
Is this the Infinite? 'Tis he,
My Saviour and my God!
5 For me these Pangs his Soul assail,
For me the Death is born!
My Sin gave sharpness to the nail
And pointed every Thorn!
6 Let Sin no more my Soul inslave!
Break, Lord, the Tyrant's Chain!
O save me, whom thou cam'st to save,
Nor bleed nor die in vain!
From whence these dire portents around. S. Wesley, jun. [Good Friday.] First published in his Poems on Several Occasions, 1736, p. 136, in 7 stanzas of 4 lines, and headed, "On the Passion of Our Saviour." In 1737, 6 stanzas were given in J. Wesley's CharlesTown (America) Collection of Psalms & Hymns, as No. 6 of the "Psalms & Hymns for Wednesdays and Fridays." It was repeated in the Wesley Psalms & Hymns, 1741, and in the 1830 Supplement to the Wesleyan Hymn Book, but omitted from the revised edition of 1875. It is found in several modern collections in Great Britain and America. In one or two of the latter it reads, "From whence these direful omens round?"
-- John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology (1907)
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