Golgotha

Sit and pause awhile, my spirit,

This great miracle behold;

See the King of highest merit

On the cross, so bare and cold!

Out of Heaven God has given

His own Son in love untold!

That your Saviour loves you dearly,

He upon the cross has proved,

Where in torments most severely

He from God was far removed.

In His anguish He must languish

For the sinful men He loved.

Thus His soul of God forsaken,

Filled with sorrow to its depth,

And His flesh is likewise shaken, 

Tortured unto His last breath;

All His vigor, All His power

Is exhausted unto death.

These, the fruits of our transgression,

Fell unto Thee, Saviour dear,

While this wrathful condemnation

We deserved as sinners here.

These afflictions and convictions

We unworthy ones should bear.

Yet Thy suffering has defeated

Satan's power, yea, death and hell;

Through Thy death Thou hast completed

Thy dear Heavenly Father's will.

Thus is given to us even

Life eternal to fulfill.

In humility, dear Saviour,

Thou for me, I know, hast died;

Though I was Thy foe, Redeemer,

Thou for me wast crucified. 

Silence keep I, humbly weep I!

Thus through Thee I'm justified!

Thou, Lord, hast for me devoted

Soul and body, life and all;

So there shall be consecrated

All I have, both great and small,

All my efforts and endeavor

To Thy service and Thy call.

Through the power of Thy dying,

Into Thy death, Lord, draw me;

Let my body, all my being,

There be nailed, Lord, with Thee;

Calm and gentle may my will be;

To my love give purity!