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The Price of Salvation.
When I view my Savior bleeding,
For my sins upon the tree;
Oh, how wondrous!—how exceeding
Great his love appears to me!
2 Floods of deep distress and anguish.
To impede his labors, came;
Yet they all could not extinguish
Love’s eternal, burning flame.
3 Now redemption is completed,
Full salvation is procured;
Death and Satan are defeated,
By the sufferings he endured.
4 Now the gracious Mediator,
Risen to the courts of bliss,
Claims for me, a sinful creature,
Pardon, righteousness, and peace!
5 Sure, such infinite affection
Lays the highest claims to mine;
All my powers, without exception,
Should in fervent praises join.
6 Jesus, fit me for thy service;
Form me for thyself alone;
I am thy most costly purchase,
—
Take possession of thine own.
R. Lee.