48. WHEN I survey the wondrous Cross, And pour contempt on all my pride. Forbid it, LORD, that I should boast, Save in the death of CHRIST my GOD! All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to His blood. See from His head, His hands, His feet, Were the whole realm of nature mine, It were an offering far too small; Love so amazing, so divine, Demands my soul, my life, my all. 49. Go to dark Gethsemane, Ye that feel the tempter's power; There your SAVIOUR'S conflict see; Watch with Him one bitter hour: Turn not from His griefs away; Learn of Him to watch and pray. See Him in the judgment-hall, Follow on to Calvary; There the blessed JESUS view, Dying on th' accursed tree: Made a sacrifice for you; "It is finish'd!" hear Him cry ; Look on Him, and learn to die. 50. HARK! the voice of love and mercy Hear the dying SAVIOUR cry. All the types and shadows finished, Man's redemption now completed, Saints from hence your comfort draw. Tune your harps anew ye seraphs, All on earth and all in heaven, Join to praise the SAVIOUR'S Name; Glory to the spotless LAMB. 51. SEE the destin'd day arise; JESUS, to redeem our loss, Hangs upon the shameful Cross. JESUS! who but Thou had borne, Who but Thou had dared to drain, And with tender body bear Thorns, and nails, and piercing spear? Thence pour'd forth the water flow 'd, Holy JESUS, grant us grace 52. SAVIOUR, when in dust to Thee By Thy birth and early years, |