Deep in Our Hearts Let Us Record

Deep in our hearts let us re­cord

The deep­er sor­rows of our Lord;

Behold the ris­ing bil­lows roll

To ov­er­whelm His ho­ly soul.

In long com­plaints He spends His breath

While hosts of hell

and pow­ers of death

And all the sons of mal­ice join

To exe­cute their cursed de­sign.

Yet

gra­cious God

Thy pow­er and love

Have made the curse a bless­ing prove;

Those dread­ful suf­fer­ings of Thy Son

Atoned for sins which we had done.

The pangs of our ex­pir­ing Lord

The hon­ors of Thy law re­stored;

His sor­rows made Thy jus­tice known

And paid for fol­lies not His own.

O for His sake our guilt for­give

And let the mourn­ing sin­ner live;

The Lord will hear us in His name

Nor shall our hope be turned to shame.