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O, let us exalt our dear Lord and proclaim,
In songs of true gratitude, praise to His name!
As songs of the angels in sweetest accord,
Our thanks and our praises shall rise to the Lord.
-- Zion's Harp # 165

Hymn Information

The Seven Words Of Jesus




Author
Unknown

Composer
Unknown

Arranger
A. H. M. in 1996

Notes
Alternate Zion's Harp Numbers: None
Meter: 6.6.6.6.

Lyrics
Out onto Calv'ry's hill,
Where Jesus died I'll go,
To hear the words He speaks,
To see Him in His woe.

How great the pains, O Lord,
Afflict Thee on this day;
"My God, my God," He calls,
"Forsake Me not, I pray."

No vengeance fills His heart;
For them I hear Him plead;
"They know not what they do;
Forgive them for this deed."

Now Mary weeps for Him;
In love He soothes her lot;
"See, mother, thine own son!
Thou friend, forsake her not!"

The thief in penitence
Is pardoned ere he dies:
"Today shalt thou yet be,
With Me in Paradise."

"I thirst," He cries in pain,
For there is no distress,
Which Christ, the Friend of Man,
Endured not at His death.

He bows His head and cries,
"'Tis finished, all is done,
O God, receive my soul."
Life's victory is won.

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