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HYMNS WITH TRANSLATION
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| 1. |
| Ye sinners come along, |
| Your Jesus to behold, |
| How He in pain doth hang |
| Upon the cross's cruel stem, |
| Disfigured in a dreadful way, |
| His godlike countenance |
| With blood is sprinkled over, |
| Unlike to any human creature. |
| 2. |
| From head to foot |
| Is Jesus mangled so, |
| His body is wholly racked, |
| All his limbs are wounded, |
| Behold, oh child of man, |
| This is due to our sins, |
| Yea, yea, He through sin alone |
| Upon the cross doth hang. |
| 3. |
| See Jesus draw his dying gasps, |
| Of powers all bereft, |
| To death He must succumb. |
| He now doth bow His head; |
| The sun and e'en the moon |
| Are with darkness overcast; |
| In pain He now doth reap |
| The penalty, the reward of sin |
| 4. |
| Therefore, ye Christians all, |
| Be mindful of this time, |
| They moist His tongue with gall, |
| In His great suffering; |
| Through thorns, scoffs and scorn, |
| He wins the heavenly crown, |
| These we shall bear with joy, |
| A trophy of His victory. |
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