Forgiveness

By Mary Ann Hanmer Dodd

When the last lesson Jesus taught,
We in our hearts would shrine,
How are we moved with love so deep,
Forgiveness so divine.
We see him nailed upon the cross,
Cold with the dew of death,
Imploring pardon for his foes,
With his fast failing breath.
Saviour! to thee we trusting come; Look from thy throne above!
Teach us to meekly imitate,
Thy pure and holy love.
However coldly, deeply wronged,
Be our petition too,
“Father, forgive the sinful ones,
They know not what they do!”

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