Son of God humiliated; Mocked, abused and nailed-up naked; On his shoulders, sin is weighted; “Save yourself”, they taunt and jeer.
“King of Jews” – the banner reading; Jesus hangs, exhausted, bleeding; Yet for them he’s interceding: “God, forgive”, his prayer sincere.
Hope of all the World suspended; Surely not what God intended? Cries his last words: “it is ended”; Enters death, the last frontier.
Prince of Life in life-surrender; Hope of each reformed offender; Who his love will not remember? Christ, the sinners’ friend, was here.
Easter joy is rising yonder, But let’s stay a while and ponder, As his love fills us with wonder, Asks our trust, and calms our fear.
Words: © Andrew T. Murphy 2011
Metre: 88.87.
Tune: Quem Pastores Laudavere (StF 585; H&P 607)
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