O dearly has he loved,
and we must love him too
and trust in his redeeming blood,
and try his works to do.
Forbid it. Lord, that I should boast,
Save in the death of Christ, my God:
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to His blood.
See, from His head. His hands, His feet,
Sorrow and love flow mingled down
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