Hymns - How Condescending and How Kind - Текст песни

1. How Condescending and How Kind
Was God's exalted Son!
Our mis'ry reached His heav'nly mind,
And pity brought Him down.

2. When justice, by our sins provoked,
Drew forth His dreadful sword,
He gave His soul up to the stroke
Without a murm'ring word.

3. This was compassion like a God,
That when the Savior knew
The way of pardon was His blood,
His pity ne'er withdrew.

4. Now though He reigns exalted high,
His love is still as great;
Well He remembers Calvary
Nor lets His saints forget.

5. Here we receive repeated seals
Of Jesus' saving love;
Hard is the wretch that never feels
One soft affection move.

6. Here let our hearts begin to melt,
While we His death record,
And with our joy for pardoned guilt
Mourn that we pierced the Lord.