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8s & 7s.
Looking to Jesus.
Heb. 12:2.
Sweet the moments, rich in blessing,
Which before the cross I spend;
Life, and health, and peace possessing,
From the sinner’s dying friend.
2 Here I’ll sit, for ever viewing
Mercy streaming in his blood;
Precious drops! my soul bedewing,
Plead they now my peace with God.
3 Truly blesséd is this station,
Here unfolds his wondrous grace;
While I see divine compassion
Beaming in his lovely face.
4 Here it is I find my heaven,
While upon the cross I gaze;
Here the joy of sins forgiven
Shall inspire my songs of praise.
5 Love and grief my heart dividing,
While his feet I bathe with tears;
Constant still in faith abiding—
Hope triumphant o’er my fears.
6 Lord! in ceaseless contemplation,
Fix my trusting heart on thee,
Till I know thy full salvation,
And thy face in glory see.
Altered from Batty.