Upon the Cross Extended

Verse 1

Upon the cross extended, see, world, your Lord suspended; your Savior yields his breath. The Prince of life from heaven himself has freely given to shame and blows and bitter death.

Verse 2

Who is it, Lord, that bruised you? Who has so sore abused you and caused you all your woe? We all must make confession of sin and dire transgression while you no ways of evil know.

Verse 3

I caused your grief and sighing by evils multiplying as countless as the sands. I caused the woes unnumbered with which your soul is cumbered, your sorrows raised by wicked hands.

Verse 4

Your soul in griefs unbounded, your head with thorns surrounded, you died to ransom me. The cross for me enduring, the crown for me securing, you healed my wounds and set me free.

Verse 5

Your cross I place before me, its saving pow'r restore me, sustain me in the test. It will, when life is ending, be guiding and attending my way to your eternal rest.