Mrs. Steele
AND did the Holy and the Just,
The Sovereign of the skies,
Stoop down to wretchedness and dust,
That guilty man might rise?
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Yes, the Redeemer left His throne,
His radiant throne on high—
Surprising mercy! Love unknown!
To suffer, bleed and die.
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To dwell with misery here below,
The Saviour left the skies,
And sunk to wretchedness and woe,
That worthless man might rise.
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He took the dying traitor’s place,
And suffered in his stead;
For sinful man—oh wondrous grace!
For sinful man He bled.
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O Lord, what heavenly wonders dwell
In Thine atoning blood!
By this are sinners saved from hell,
And rebels brought to God.