His Death
C.M.
1
On Calvary’s cross the Saviour died,
Then in the grave was laid,
But long He did not there abide,
His power was soon displayed.
2
The massive stone, the watchful guard
Could not Him there confine;
He, as the mighty conquering Lord,
Arose by power divine.
3
Yes, the amazing work was done,
Redemption was complete;
Hence He ascended to the throne,
Where saints bow at His feet.
4
But this will only profit them,
Who’re taught by grace to see
There’s beauty in the bleeding Lamb,
And to His cross to flee.
