John Brownlie (trans.) · 71 of 130

III: My heart was sad because of sin

My heart was sad because of sin, And lo, the night came down, And dark without, and dark within I shrank before Thy frown; Now pity, Lord, my woeful state, And save me in Thy mercy great.

I lift mine eyes to where the Christ My awful burden bore, And see the offering that sufficed,-- His stripes and anguish sore; The riven side, the thorny crown, The wounds from which His blood flowed down.

O Love no loving heart e'er gave! Like light from heaven it flows; And now for Him Who died to save, My love responsive glows; And joy resounds my heart within, That once was sad because of sin.