‘Tis in Thy cross


When most in Satan’s awful power,O Lord, Thy suffering spirit seemed,Then in that dark and fearful hour,Our souls were by Thy blood redeemed.‘Tis in Thy cross, Lord, that we learnWhat Thou, in all Thy fulness art;There, through the darkening cloud, discernThe love of Thy devoted heart.‘Twas mighty love’s constraining powerThat made Thee, blessed Saviour, die;‘Twas...