When I See My Savior

When I see my Sav­ior

hang­ing on Cal­va­ry

Bearing there for sin­ners bit­ter­est ago­ny.

Gratitude o’er­whelms me

makes mine eyes grow dim

All my ran­somed be­ing cap­tive is to Him.

I can see the blood drops

red ’neath His thor­ny crown

From the cru­el nail wounds now they are fall­ing down;

Lord

when I would wan­der from Thy love away

Let me see those blood drops shed for me that day.

Why hast Thou for­sak­en? List to that sad

sad moan!

Oh

His heart was brok­en

suf­fer­ing there alone;

Broken then that mor­tals ne’er need cry in vain

For God’s love and com­fort

in the hour of pain.