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H.VI. From whence these direful omens round

1 From whence these direful omens round,
Which heav'n and earth amaze?
Wherefore do earthquakes cleave the ground?
Why hides the sun his rays?

2 Well may the earth astonish'd shake,
And nature sympathize!
The sun as darkest night be black!
Their Maker, Jesus, dies!

3 Behold, fast streaming from the tree,
His all-atoning blood!
Is this the Infinite? ’tis he,
My Saviour and my God!

4 For me these pangs his soul assail,
For me the death is borne;
My sins gave sharpness to the nail,
And pointed ev'ry thorn.

5 Let sin no more my soul enslave,
Break, Lord, the tyrant chain,
Oh save me, whom Thou cam’st to save,
Nor bleed, nor die in vain!

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First Line: From whence these direful omens round
Language: English
Publication Date: 1792
Topic: Good Friday
Notes: Public Domain.
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