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O GRACE divine! the Saviour shed
His life-blood on th' accursèd tree;
Bowed on the cross His blessèd head,
And died to make His people free.
Through suff'ring there, beneath His feet
He trod the fierce destroyer down;
There power itself and weakness meet -
Emblem of each, yon thorny crown.
'Twas mighty love's constraining power
That made Thee, blessèd Saviour, die;
'Twas love, in that tremendous hour,
That triumphed in Thy mighty cry.
'Twas all for us - our life we owe,
Our hope, our crown of joy, to Thee;
Thy suff'ring in that hour of woe -
Thy vict'ry, Lord - hath made us free.

E. Denny

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