Hymn 13 — The Father sent the Son
| 13 | MISS H. K. BURLINGHAM (1842-1901) | 6.6.8.4.6.6.8.4. |
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The Father sent the Son A ruined world to save; Man meted to the sinless One The cross -- the grave. Blest Substitute from God, Wrath's awful cup He drained; Laid down His life, and e'en the tomb's Reproach sustained. | |
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Earth shuddered as He died, God's well-beloved Son; The darkness sought His woes to hide; His work is done. He lives to die no more, Joy dwells upon His brow; His agonies untold are o'er, He triumphs now! | |
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The new and living way Stands open now to heav'n; Thence, where the blood is seen alway, God's gift is giv'n. The river of His grace, Through righteousness supplied, Is flowing o'er the barren place Where Jesus died. | |
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The Lord shall come again; The Conqueror must reign. No tongue but shall confess Him then, The Lamb once slain. Jesus is worthy now All homage to receive; Worthy that all to Him should bow, The truth believe. | |