Hymn 437 — O grace divine! the Saviour shed
| 437 | E. DENNY (1796-1889) | L.M. |
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O grace divine! the Saviour shed His life-blood on th'accursed tree; Bowed on the cross His blessed head, And died to make His people free. | |
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Through suff'ring there, beneath His feet He trod the fierce destroyer down; There power itself and weakness meet -- Emblem of each, yon thorny crown. | |
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'Twas mighty love's constraining power That made Thee, blessed Saviour, die; 'Twas love, in that tremendous hour, That triumphed in Thy mighty cry. | |
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'Twas all for us -- our life we owe, Our hope, our crown of joy, to Thee; Thy suff'ring in that hour of woe -- Thy vict'ry, Lord -- hath made us free. | |