3 Truly blessed is this station,
  Low before the cross to lie,
While I see divine compassion
  Floating in his languid eye.

4 Here it is I find my heaven,
  While upon the Lamb I gaze;
Love I much?—­I’ve much forgiven,—­
  I’m a miracle of grace.

5 Love and grief my heart dividing,
  With my tears his feet I’ll bathe;
Constant still in faith abiding,—­
  Life deriving from his death.

     James Allen, 1761. 
     Altered by Walter Shirley, 1176.

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The Price of Salvation.

When I view my Savior bleeding,
  For my sins upon the tree;
Oh, how wondrous!—­how exceeding
  Great his love appears to me!

2 Floods of deep distress and anguish. 
  To impede his labors, came;
Yet they all could not extinguish
  Love’s eternal, burning flame.

3 Now redemption is completed,
  Full salvation is procured;
Death and Satan are defeated,
  By the sufferings he endured.

4 Now the gracious Mediator,
  Risen to the courts of bliss,
Claims for me, a sinful creature,
  Pardon, righteousness, and peace!

5 Sure, such infinite affection
  Lays the highest claims to mine;
All my powers, without exception,
  Should in fervent praises join.

6 Jesus, fit me for thy service;
  Form me for thyself alone;
I am thy most costly purchase,—­
  Take possession of thine own.

     R. Lee.

134 What Hast Thou Done for Me?  P.M.

Return for Christ’s Sufferings.

I gave my life for thee,
My precious blood I shed,
That thou mightst ransomed be,
And quickened from the dead;
I gave, I gave my life for thee,
What hast thou given for me?

2 My Father’s house of light,
My glory-circled throne,
I left for earthly night,
For wand’rings sad and lone;
I left, I left it all for thee,
Hast thou left aught for me?

3 I suffered much for thee,
More than thy tongue can tell,
Of bitterest agony,
To rescue thee from hell;
I’ve borne, I’ve borne it all for thee,
What hast thou borne for me?

4 And I have brought to thee,
Down from my home above,
Salvation full and free,
My pardon and my love;
I bring, I bring rich gifts to thee,
What hast thou brought to me?

     Frances R. Havergal.

135 Come to the Cross.  P.M.

Blessing at the Cross.

Come to the cross, where the Savior died,
Look to the Lamb that was crucified;
Turn to the mournful and tragic scene,
Gaze on the suffering Nazarene.

Cho.—­Look at the Crucified, look and live! 
      Look, for eternal life he will give. 
      Come to the cross, where the Savior died,
      Look to the Lamb that was crucified.

2 Fall at the feet of the dying One, Trust in the name of the Father’s Son; Wash in the fountain of Jesus’ blood, Seek for thy cure in the healing flood.