
Author: Steele Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #CLXXXI (1790) First Line: Stretch'd on the cross the Saviour dies Lyrics: 1 Stretch'd on the cross the Savior dies;
Hark! his expiring groans arise!
See, from his hands, his feet, his side,
Runs down the sacred crimson tide.
2 But life attends the dreadful sound,
And flows from every bleeding wound;
The vital stream how free it flows,
To save and cleanse his rebel foes.
3 To suffer in the traytor's place,
To die for man, surprising grace!
Yet pass rebellious angels by!
O why for man, dear Saviour why?
4 And didst thou bleed, for sinners bleed,
And could the Sun behold the deed?
No, he withdrew his sinking ray,
And darkness vail'd the mourning day.
5 Can I survey this scene of woe,
Where ming'ling grief and wonder flow;
And yet my heart unmov'd remain,
Insensible to love or pain?
6 Come, dearest Lord, thy pow'r impart
To warm this cold, this stupid heart;
Till all its powers and passions move,
In melting grief, and ardent love. Topics: Lord's Supper Languages: English
A dying Saviour