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Stretch'd on the cross the Saviour dies

Hymnal: Divine Hymns, or Spiritual Songs #176[196] (1811) Languages: English

Stretch'd on the cross the Saviour dies

Author: Steele Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #181 (1819) Languages: English

Strech'd on the cross the Saviour dies

Author: Steele Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #181 (1801) Languages: English

Stretch'd on the cross the Saviour dies

Hymnal: A Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs; suited to the various kinds of Christian worship; and especially designed for and adapted to the Fraternity of the Brethren... #197 (1867) Languages: English

Stretch'd on the cross, the Saviour dies

Author: Steele Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #855 (1835)

He was crucified

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #H15.II (1789) First Line: Stretch'd on the cross the Saviour dies Lyrics: 5 Stretch'd on the cross the Saviour dies, Hark! his expiring groans arise! See, from his hands, his feet, his side, Runs down the sacred crimson tide! 6 Believers now, behold the man, The man of grief condemn'd for you, The Lamb of God for sinners slain, Weeping to Calvary pursue. 7 His sacred limbs they stretch, they tear, With nails they fasten to the wood — His sacred limbs — expos'd and bare, Or only cover'd with his blood. 8 See there! his temples crown'd with thorns, His bleeding hands extended wide, His streaming feet transfix'd and torn, The fountain gushing from his side. 9 Thou dear, thou suff'ring Son of God, How doth thy heart to sinners move! Sprinkle on us thy precious blood, Constrain us with thy dying love! Topics: Heidelberg Catechism Lord's Day 15 Languages: English

The Death of the Lord of Glory

Author: Steele Hymnal: Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs #CL (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Stretch'd on the cross the Saviour dies Lyrics: 1 Stretch'd on the cross, the Saviour 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 deathful sound, And flows from ev'ry bleeding wound; The vital stream, how free it flows, To save and cleanse his rebel foes! 3 To suffer in the traitor'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 sick'ning ray, And darkness veil'd the mourning day. 5 Can I survey this scene of woe, Where mingling 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 pow'rs and passions move In melting grief and ardent love. Topics: The Death of Jesus, who Died for All; Who tasted Death for Every Man Scripture: John 12:32 Languages: English

A dying Saviour

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns from the Most Approved Authors #LXVIII (1799) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Stretch'd on the cross the Saviour dies Lyrics: 1 Stretch'd on the cross the Saviour 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 deathful sound, And flows from every bleeding wound; The vital stream, how free it flows, To save and cleanse his rebel foes. 3 Can I survey this scene of woe, Where mingling grief and wonder flow; And yet my heart unmov'd remain, Insensible to love or pain? 4 Come, dearest Lord, thy grace impart, To warn this cold, this stupid heart! 'Till all its pow'rs and passions move In melting grief, and ardent love. Topics: Christ His death Languages: English

A dying Saviour

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns #LXVIII (1802) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Stretch'd on the cross the Saviour dies Lyrics: 1 Stretch'd on the cross the Saviour 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 deathful sound, And flows from every bleeding wound; The vital stream, how free it flows, To save and cleanse his rebel foes. 3 Can I survey this scene of woe, Where mingling grief and wonder flow; And yet my heart unmov'd remain, Insensible to love or pain? 4 Come, dearest Lord, thy grace impart, To warn this cold, this stupid heart! 'Till all its pow'rs and passions move In melting grief, and ardent love. Topics: Christ His death Languages: English