HYMN 39. A Bleeding Christ, and the Bleeding Heart.
1
How gracious and how good, O Lord,
art thou to Sinners vile;
Thy Wrath is o'r, and thou on us,
in Jesus Christ, doth smile?
2
Sing Praise ye tender-hearted ones,
lift up God's Praise on high;
For you shall live for evermore,
yea, live and never die.
3
Behold a bleeding Christ! O see
his side, how did it run
With purple Gore? Can ye forbear
to grieve, shed tears, and mourn!
4
But did he die, and in our stead,
that we might never die?
O love this Lord, and sing his Praise;
and on him all rely!
5
The fruits of Christ's most blessed Death
in bleeding Hearts appear;
Their sins, they see, have wounded him,
and pierc'd him like a spear.
6
They look to him, therefore they mourn,
and yet by Faith rejoyce;
They cann't but grieve, nor yet forbear
to sing with cheerful Voice.