On the Crucifixion If Our Savior

By Eliza and Sarah Wolcott

Day of days, his people crown’d him,
But the crown was not of love;
And on his crown they smote to wound him,
Lord of all the worlds above.
Milder than the blushing morning,
Was his heavenly aspect fair;
He beheld their cruel scornings;
None remember’d Bethlehem’s Star.
He fulfil’d the glorious presage,
Took the sin and bore the shame,
And thus show’d his heavenly message;
O love immutable, the same.
Saints your life is in this blessing,
Christ has pointed you the way,
Sinners kneel to God, confessing
Crimes which he can wash away.

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