Classic Poem

Here, Oh my soul, fresh comfort take
From this amazing day!
May gratitude within me wake!
All worldly thoughts away!

For on this day the Godhead died,
(Amazing thought!) for me!
Pierced were his hands, his feet, his side:
His soul felt agony.

Oh what return can I then make,
For favours so divine?
My gracious Saviour deign to take
My heart, 'tis all that's mine.

Oh let me suffer, Lord, with thee,
That I with thee may reign;
Oh comfort, bless, and strengthen me,
While tasting of thy pain.

Oh bring into thy wondrous bliss
The soul for whom thou'st died,
My only hope and comfort this
My Jesus crucified.