Classic Poem

HYMN VI.

O Bless'd Redeemer! in thy side
Upon the cross was made a wound,
The bath where we are purg'd from sin,
And where our guilt's intirely drown'd.

Water and blood hence freely ran,
And on the trembling earth were spilt;
Water to sanctify and cleanse,
Blood to atone for crimson guilt.

This wondrous grace to represent
Baptismal waters were design'd,
In which thou, Lord, wast bury'd too,
To thy great father's will resign'd.

Thus penitents who die to sin,
With thee are bury'd in thy grave;
Thus quicken'd to a life divine,
Their souls a resurrection have.

And tho their bodies turn to dust,
This holy symbol does assure,
The resurrection of the just
Shall render them all bright and pure.

Made like his body ours shall be,
When Christ, who is our life, appears;
Who to procure us life, was once
Baptiz'd in his own blood and tears.