3 Come, sinners, view the Lamb of God,
Wounded and dead and bathed in blood !
Behold his side, and venture near,
The well of endless life is here.
4 Here I forget my cares and pains,
I drink yet still my thirst remains ;
Only the fountain-head above
Can satisfy the thirst of love.
5 Oh that I thus could always feel!
Lord, more and more thy love reveal!
Then my glad tongue shall loud proclaim
The grace and glory of thy name.
6 Thy name dispels my guilt and fear,
Revives my heart, and charms my ear,
Affords a balm for every wound,
And Satan trembles at the sound.
55.
Jesus hasting to suffer. C.
1 THE Saviour, what a noble flame
Was kindled in his breast,
When, hasting to Jerusalem,
He march d before the rest !
2 Good-will to men, and zeal for God,
His every thought engross ;
He longs to be baptized with blood,
He pants to reach the cross.
3 With all his suff rings full in view,
And woes to us unknown,
Forth to the task his spirit flew ;
Twas love that urged him on.
4 Lord, we return thee what we can !
Our hearts shall sound abroad,
Salvation to the dying Man,
And to the rising God !
5 And while thy bleeding glories here
Engage our wond ring eyes,
