207 Seals My Pardon
I saw One hanging on the tree,
In agony and blood,
Who fixed His languid eyes on me,
As near His cross I stood.
O, never till my latest breath,
Can I forget that look;
It seemed to charge me with His death,
Tho not a word He spoke.
A second look He gave, which said,
I freely all forgive;
This blood is for thy ransom paid,
I die that thou mayst live,
Thus while His death my sin displays,
In all its blackest hue,
Such is the mystery of grace,
It seals my pardon too.
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