Rogier van der Weyden:The Crucifixion
oil on panel, c. 1445
Kunsthistorisches Museum, Vienna
Alas! and did my Savior bleed
And did my Sovereign die?
Would He devote that sacred head
For such a worm as I?
Thy body slain, sweet Jesus, Thine—
And bathed in its own blood—
While the firm mark of wrath divine,
His Soul in anguish stood.
Was it for crimes that I had done
He groaned upon the tree?
Amazing pity! grace unknown!
And love beyond degree!
Well might the sun in darkness hide
And shut his glories in,
When Christ, the mighty Maker died,
For man the creature’s sin.
Thus might I hide my blushing face
While His dear cross appears,
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,
And melt my eyes to tears.
But drops of grief can ne’er repay
The debt of love I owe:
Here, Lord, I give my self away
’Tis all that I can do.
At the cross, at the cross
Where I first saw the light.
And the burden of my heart rolled away.
It was there by faith I received my sight
And now I am happy all the day!
6 comments:
That's beautiful, Beverly. I can't shake the sadness of Good Friday til noon passes.
I like to focus on the end result -the Resurrection.
Happy Easter, Beverly.
Its been a long time since I sang that hymn. Looking at the words in print are truely beautiful.
I look to the end result too.
He is risen. Hallelujah.
Wishing you and your family a very happy Easter, Beverly.
Happy Easter, Beverly! I know the Easter Bunny will be paying a visit!
I'm a bit behind, but I appreciate this! I also have not sung this song in many, many years, and this reminder is wonderful. Thanks! I hope your Easter was a real celebration. He's alive!
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