Hymn 241 — 'Twas not for our great love to Thee
| 241 | H.D'A. CHAMPNEY | 8.6.8.4. |
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'Twas not for our great love to Thee That Thou didst send Thy Son; That spring of love, O God, we see In Thee alone. | |
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What love, Lord Jesus, brought Thee down Our hardened hearts to win, To be despised and spit upon, And bear our sin! | |
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The sins of many Thou didst bear, Of all who look to Thee, When God, Thy God, forsook Thee there, On Calv'ry's tree. | |
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"'Tis finished!" loud triumphant cry Ere Thou didst yield Thy breath! The veil was rent, and God draws nigh To us, through death. | |
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That glorious resurrection morn Bids doubts for ever cease; For far and wide the news is borne Of perfect peace. | |
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Yes. peace! since every claim is met, Lord Jesus, by Thy blood, And Thou, our peace, art ris'n, and set On high by God. | |
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Thy grace, O Lord, alone revealed That wondrous heart of Thine; We thank Thee, and ourselves we yield To love divine. | |