Sweet the moments, rich in blessing, Which before the Cross I spend;
Sweet the moments, rich in blessing, Which before the Cross I spend;Life and health and peace possessing From the sinner’s dying Friend.
Truly blessed is this station, Low before His Cross to lie;While I see divine compassion Beaming in His languid eye.
Love and grief my heart dividing, With my tears His feet I’ll bathe;Constant still in faith abiding, Life deriving from His death.
For Thy sorrows we adore Thee— For the griefs that wrought our peace—Gracious Saviour! we implore Thee, In our hearts Thy love increase.
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