On the wings of faith uprising

Verse 1

On the wings of faith uprising, Jesus crucified I see; While his love, my soul surprising, Cries, I suffered all for thee.

Verse 2

Then beneath the cross adoring, Sin does like itself appear; When, the wounds of Christ exploring, I can read my pardon there.

Verse 3

Here I’d feast my soul for ever; While this balm of life I prove, Every wound appears a river Flowing with eternal love.

Verse 4

Who can think without admiring? Who can hear and nothing feel? See the Lord of life expiring, Yet retain a heart of steel?

Verse 5

Angels here may gaze and wonder, What the God of love could mean, When he tore the heart asunder, Never once defiled with sin.