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 | The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley |  |
LV.
[In that day, Jehovah saith]
In that day, saith the Lord (ver. 10), they
shall look on Me whom they have pierced.
Zechariah xii. 4.
They shall look on Him whom they have pierced.
John xix. 37.
In that day, Jehovah saith,
Sinners shall look on Me,
Me behold with eyes of faith
Transfix'd on Calvary;
Jews who nail'd Me to the wood,
Who pierced My feet, and hands, and side,
Literally shall see their God,
Jehovah crucified!
Sinners shall look on Me,
Me behold with eyes of faith
Transfix'd on Calvary;
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Who pierced My feet, and hands, and side,
Literally shall see their God,
Jehovah crucified!
Guilty, guilty we confess
Their most atrocious deed,
We by our own wickedness
Have caused our God to bleed:
Who Jehovah's Fellow was,
The Man with God for ever One,
We have fasten'd to the cross
The Father's only Son.
Their most atrocious deed,
We by our own wickedness
Have caused our God to bleed:
Who Jehovah's Fellow was,
The Man with God for ever One,
We have fasten'd to the cross
The Father's only Son.
But Thou hast fulfill'd Thy word,
We see Thy body torn,
Look on our expiring Lord,
And fall and deeply mourn,
Hear Thine interceding cries,
(Father, My murderers forgive!)
Quicken'd by the sound we rise,
And by Thy death we live.
We see Thy body torn,
Look on our expiring Lord,
And fall and deeply mourn,
Hear Thine interceding cries,
(Father, My murderers forgive!)
Quicken'd by the sound we rise,
And by Thy death we live.
Yet we still indulge our tears
O'er our Redeemer slain,
Where that slaughter'd Lamb appears
We must through life remain,
Pierced with sacred sympathy
Our sorrows mingling with Thy blood,
Till the Lord from heaven we see,
And all fly up to God.
O'er our Redeemer slain,
Where that slaughter'd Lamb appears
We must through life remain,
Pierced with sacred sympathy
Our sorrows mingling with Thy blood,
Till the Lord from heaven we see,
And all fly up to God.
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