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Gazing on the Lord in glory, While our hearts in worship bow, There we read the wondrous story Of the cross — its shame and woe. |
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Every mark of dark dishonor Heaped upon the thorn-crowned brow, All the depths of Thy heart's sorrow Told in answ'ring glory now. |
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On that cross, alone, forsaken, Where no pity'ng eve was found; Now, to God's right hand exalted, With Thy praise the heavens resound. |
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Did Thy God e'en then forsake Thee, Hide His face from Thy deep need? In Thy face once marred and smitten, All His glory now we read. |
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Gazing on it we adore Thee, Blessed, precious, holy Lord; Thou, the Lamb, alone art worthy — This be earth's and heaven's accord. |
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Rise our hearts, and bless the Father, Ceaseless song e'en here begun, Endless praise and adoration To the Father and the Son. |
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