“Lo! in the grace that rescued man His brightest form of glory shines! Here, on the cross, ’tis fairest drawn In precious blood and crimson lines. “Here I behold His inmost heart, Where grace and vengeance strangely join, Piercing his Son with sharpest smart, To make the purchased pleasure mine. “Oh, the sweet wonders of that cross, Where God the Saviour loved and died! Her noblest life my spirit draws From his dear wounds and bleeding sides.”