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THE CRUCIFIXION



Why did the sun his beams conceal

As if unwilling to reveal

That deed of mankind on the day

When Jesus, at the altar, lay

A willing sacrifice.

Earth, too, in terror shook, when He

The Mighty, died on Calvary;

When for our sins He bowed His head,

Gave up the ghost, and quickly sped

To regions of the dead.



And some who had for ages long

Been wrapped in slumber deep and strong,

Awoke, and by their converse showed

That death no more dominion had

In that He died.



Why did He die? Ah! blissful thought,

When we near death and hell were brought,

He left His father's courts above--

O, list to such amazing love--

And died to save.



Why did He die? 'Twas love divine

That caused Him all things to resign--

A heavenly choir, celestial home,

Exalted seat, seraphic song,

And all to save.



Blest thought! He reigns victorious now,

To whom all earth will shortly bow,

Let men below and saints above

Wonder at such stupendous love,

As caused their God to die.



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