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3312.

[O that I could look to Thee]

Looking unto Jesus the author and finisher, &c. —xii. 2.

O that I could look to Thee,
Jesus, lifted up for me,
Me a wounded Israelite,
Me expiring in Thy sight!
Guilt the serpent's sting I feel,
Anguish inconceivable,
Bleeding, gasping on the ground,
Dying of the poisonous wound.

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But with a believing eye
If I can my Lord espy,
Hanging on the sacred pole,
I, even I, shall be made whole.
Give me now to find Thee near,
Now as crucified appear;
Life is through Thy wounds alone,
Mine to heal, display Thine own.