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1 How condescending and how kind
Was God’s eternal Son!
Our misery reached His heavenly mind,
And pity brought Him down.
2 This was compassion like a God,
That when the Saviour knew
The price of pardon was His blood,
His pity ne’er withdrew.
3 Now, though He reigns exalted high,
His love is still as great:
Well He remembers Calvary,
Nor let His saints forget.
4 Here we receive repeated seals
Of Jesus’ dying love:
Hard is the wretch that never feels
One soft affection move.
5 Here let our hearts begin to melt,
While we His death record,
And with our joy for pardoned guilt,
Mourn that we pierced the Lord.
| Text Information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | How condescending and how kind |
| Meter: | C. M. |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1867 |
| Topic: | God the Son: Condescension |
| Notes: | Public Domain. |
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