Life at the Cross

Wouldst thou eternal life obtain?
Now to the cross repair;
There stand and gaze and weep and pray,
Where Jesus breathes his life away;
Eternal life is there!

Go — 'tis the Son of God expires!
Approach the shameful tree;
See quivering there the mortal dart,
In the Redeemer's loving heart,
O sinful soul, for thee!

Go — there from every streaming wound
Flows rich atoning blood:
That blood can cleanse the deepest stain,
Bid frowning justice smile again,
And seal thy peace with God.

Go — at that cross thy heart subdued,
With thankful love shall glow;
By wondrous grace thy soul set free,
Eternal life from Christ to thee
A vital stream shall flow!
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