Jesus,—and didst thou leave the sky
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Jesus,—and didst thou leave the sky,To bear our griefs and woes?And didst thou bleed, and groan and die,For thy rebellious foes?
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Well might the heavens with wonder viewA love so strange as thine!No thought of angels ever knewCompassion so divine!
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Is there a heart that will not bendTo thy divine control?Descend, O sovereign love, descend,And melt that stubborn soul!
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O, may our willing hearts confessThy sweet, thy gentle sway!Glad captives of thy matchless grace,Thy righteous rule obey.