Lord Jesus, when we stand afar
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Lord Jesus, when we stand afar,And gaze upon thy holy cross,In love of thee and scorn of self,O, may we count the world as loss.
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When we behold thy bleeding wounds,And the rough way that thou hast trod,Make us to hate the load of sinThat lay so heavy on our God.
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O holy Lord! uplifted highWith outstretched arms, in mortal woe,Embracing in thy wondrous loveThe sinful world that lies below!