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Angels, lament: behold your God
man’s sinful likeness wears;
behold, upon the accursèd tree
man’s sins the Savior bears.
O Christ with wondering minds we see
what mighty love was thine;
did God consent to suffer thus,
and, O shall man repine.
No, Savior, no! the power of death
thy cross hath overcome,
to save us, not from earthly woe
but from th’eternal doom.
The flesh may shrink, but we submit,
whate’er our cross may be,
so thou by grace enable us
to bear it after thee.
Thy stripes have healed us, and thy blood
our guilty stains effaced;
than may thy Name by sin of ours
be never more disgraced.
My copy of Hymns A&M does not list the author.