Christ's Dying Love

Verse 1

How condescending and how kind Was God's eternal son! Our misery reached His heavenly mind, And pity brought Him down.

Verse 2

This was compassion like a God, That when the Saviour knew The price of pardon was His blood, His pity ne'er withdrew.

Verse 3

Now, though He reigns exalted high, His love is still as great: Well He remembers Calvary, Nor should His saints forget.

Verse 4

Here we receive repeated seals Of Jesus' dying love: Hard is the heart that never feels One soft affection move.

Verse 5

Here let our hearts begin to melt, While we His death record, And with our joy for pardoned guilt, Mourn that we pierced the Lord. Amen.