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Herein is Love

by E. N. S.

Oh wond'rous love! the Father gave
His only Son to seek and save
Poor sinners that were lost;
Our souls were His peculiar care,
All our iniquities he bare
Himself upon the cross.

And did the Saviour bleed for me,
Expire upon the accursed tree,
To expiate my guilt?
For me was wounded, bruis'd, and torn,
His sacred temples pierc'd with thorns,
His precious blood was spilt!

The sorrows of Gethsamane,
The agonies of Calvary,
For sinners were endured;
But the affliction, grief, and pain,
The blessed Saviour did sustain,
Salvation hath procured!

Oh! may the Lord for ever be
The source of my felicity,
His laws be my delight;
And may His holy spirit rest
For evermore within my breast,
And guide my steps aright!

“33When they came to the place called The Skull, there they crucified Him and the criminals, one on the right and the other on the left. 34But Jesus was saying, "Father, forgive them; for they do not know what they are doing." And they cast lots, dividing up His garments among themselves.”

– Luke 23:34

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