The Attraction of the Cross

Verse 1

Yonder amazing sight!--I see Th' incarnate Son of God Expiring on th' accursed tree, And writhing in his blood!

Verse 2

Behold the purple torrents run Down from his hands and head! The crimson tide puts out the sun! His groans awake the dead!

Verse 3

The trembling earth, the darkened sky, Proclaim the truth aloud, And, with th' amazed centurion, cry, This is the Son of God!

Verse 4

So great, so vast a sacrifice May well my hope revive; If God's own Son thus bleeds and dies, The sinner sure may live.

Verse 5

Oh, that these cords of love divine Might draw me, Lord, to thee! Thou hast my heart--it shall be thine-- Thine shall it ever be!