Sweet the Moments

Sweet the moments, rich in blessing,

Which before the cross we spend;

Life and health and peace possessing

From the sinner's dying Friend.

Truly blessed is this station,

Low before His cross to lie,

While we see divine compassion

Beaming in His gracious eye.

Love and grief our hearts dividing,

With our tears His feet we bathe;

Constant still, in faith abiding,

Life deriving from His death.

For Thy sorrows we adore Thee,

For the pains that wrought our peace;

Gracious Savior, we implore Thee,

In our souls Thy love increase.

Here we feel our sins forgiven,

while upon the Lamb we gaze;

Here our tho'ts are all of heaven,

And our lips o'erflow with praise.

Lord, in loving contemplation

Fix our hearts and eyes on Thee,

Till we taste Thy full salvation

And, unveiled, Thy glories see.