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Anne Steele

Stretched On The Cross The Savior Dies

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1 Stretched 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 To suffer in the traitor’s place,
To die for man, surprising grace!
Yet pass rebellious angels by–
Oh why for man, dear Saviour, why?

4 Can I survey this scene of woe,
Where mingling grief and wonder flow;
And yet my heart unmoved remain,
Insensible to love or pain?

5 Come, dearest Lord! Thy grace impart,
To warn this cold, unfeeling heart;
Till all its powers and passions move
In melting grief and ardent love.


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      Stretched On The Cross The Savior Dies

      1 Stretched 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 To suffer in the traitor’s place,
      To die for man, surprising grace!
      Yet pass rebellious angels by–
      Oh why for man, dear Saviour, why?

      4 Can I survey this scene of woe,
      Where mingling grief and wonder flow;
      And yet my heart unmoved remain,
      Insensible to love or pain?

      5 Come, dearest Lord! Thy grace impart,
      To warn this cold, unfeeling heart;
      Till all its powers and passions move
      In melting grief and ardent love.