379. O My Savior Crucified
4-7s.
by R. Chapman
Near Thy cross would I abide,
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Jesus bruised and put to shame,
Tells the glories of God’s name;
Holy judgment there I found,
Grace did there o’er sin abound.
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God is love, I surely know,
In the Savior’s depth of woe,
In the Sinless, in God’s sight,
Sin is justly brought to light.
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In His spotless soul’s distress,
I have learned my guiltiness;
Oh, how vile my low estate,
Since my ransom was so great!
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Rent the veil that closed the way
To my home of heavenly day,
In the flesh of Christ the Lord,
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Yet in sight of Calvary,
Contrite should my spirit be,
Rest and holiness there find
Fashioned like my Savior’s mind.