O my Saviour, crucified!

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								L.M.

1	O my Saviour, crucified!
	Near Thy cross would I abide,
	There to took with steadfast eye
	On Thy dying agony.

2	Jesus bruised and put to shame,
	Tells us all Jehovah's name;
	God is love, I surely know,
	But the saviour’s depths of woe.

3	In His spotless soul's distress,
	We perceive our guiltiness;
	Oh how vile my low estate,
	Since my ransom was so great!

4	Dwelling on Mount Calvary,
	Contrite shall my spirit be,
	Rest and holiness there find
	Fashioned like my Saviour's mind.

							Robert Chapman