My Crucified Savior

My cru­ci­fied Sav­ior

Despised and con­temned

Thou in­no­cent Vic­tim

For sin­ners con­demned

Thy gar­ments are blood-stained

Thy spir­it doth groan

In ago­ny pros­trate

Thou suff’rest alone.

Thou weep­est and moan­est

In con­flict and pray­er

And writh­est in ago­ny

Pain and des­pair;

In thir­ty years’ ang­uish

Our path Thou hast trod

And di­est at last

To re­deem us to God.

Our Sav­ior thus fin­ished

God’s plan with our race

And laid the foun­da­tion

For par­don and grace.

And then rose tri­umph­ant

The con­quer­ing Lord

Appeased the Cre­at­or

And man­kind re­stored.

Restored to the bliss

That was lost in the fall

Yea

great­er

for Je­sus

Prepared for us all

Eternal sal­va­tion

And man­sions ab­ove;

Come

poor

bur­dened sin­ners

Rejoice in His love.

Yea

come

trem­bling sin­ner

Come just as thou art

Thy cares and thy sor­rows

To Je­sus im­part;

In Him seek sal­va­tion

From death and the grave

For Je­sus is will­ing

And migh­ty to save.