CCXCI. Love to others urged from CHRIST'S Love in giving himself a Sacrifice.

NOW be that Sacrifice survey'd,
That Ransom which the Saviour paid;
That Sight familiar to my View,
Yet always wond'rous, always new.

The Lamb of GOD, that groan'd and bled,
And gently bow'd his dying Head;
While Love to Sinners fir'd his Heart,
And conquer'd all the killing Smart.

Blest Jesus, while thy Grace I sing,
What grateful Tribute shall I bring,
That Earth and Heav'n and Thou mayst see
My Love to him, who died for me?

That Off'ring, Lord, thy Word hath taught,
Nor be thy new Command forgot,
That, if their Master's Death can move,
Thy Servants should each other love.

When to thy sacred Cross we fly,
There let each savage Passion die;
While the warm Streams of Blood divine
Melt our cold Hearts to Love like thine.