James Allen, 1757;
adapt., Walter Shirley, 1770
Sweet the moments, rich in blessing,
Which before the cross I spend,
Life and health and peace possessing
From the sinner's dying Friend.
Here I kneel in wonder, viewing
Mercy poured in streams of blood;
Precious drops, for pardon suing,
Make and plead my peace with God.
Truly blessed is the station,
Low before his cross to lie,
While I see divine compassion
Pleading in his dying eye.
Here I find my hope of heaven,
While upon the Lamb I gaze;
Loving much, and much forgiven,
Let my heart o'erflow with praise.
Lord, in loving contemplation
Fix my heart and eyes on thee,
Till I taste thy full salvation,
And thine unveiled glories see.
For thy sorrows I adore thee,
For the griefs that wrought our peace;
Gracious Savior, I implore thee,
In my heart thy love increase.