Hymnal: A Selection of Christian Hymns
Date: 1818
Compiler: Rice Haggard
Publisher/Printer: John Norvell
First Line: How condescending and how kind
Topic: For the Lord's Supper
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Meter: CM
Tune:
Hymn Number: 135
Page Number: 136, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsHow condescending and how kind
Was God's beloved Son!
Our miseries reached his heavenly mind,
And pity brought him down.
This was compassion like a God,
That when the Saviour knew
The price of rebels was his blood,
His pity ne'er withdrew.
Now, tho' he reigns exalted high,
His love is still as great;
Well he remembers Calvary,
Nor lets his saints forget,
Here we behold his bowels roll,
As kind as when he died;
And see the sorrows of his soul
Bleed through his wounded side.
Here we receive repeated seals,
Of Jesus' dying love;
Hard is the wretch that never feels,
One soft affection move.
Here let our hearts begin to melt,
While we his death record;
And with our joys for pardoned guilt,
Mourn that we pierced the Lord.