He Bore Our Sins

by David L. Croft

He Bore Our Sins, written as a hymn, calls us to look to Heaven’s lofty gate and receive comfort from the One who drank the cup of sorrow to grant salvation and then sustains our feebleness until we meet Him resurrection day.

Count it all joy, my brothers, when you meet trials of various kinds, for you know that the testing of your faith produces steadfastness. And let steadfastness have its full effect, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing. James 1:2-4



He bore our sins and shall not we
In patient calm and quiet sit
To praise the Blessed Majesty
Who for our soul's safe benefit
Doth with a father's tender eye
A skilled and wise physician's care
Eclipse earth's all ephemeric ease
Commanding us a cross to bear

He bore our sorrows on the tree
The Captain our salvation wrought
There clothed in our humanity
Eternal habitations bought
So let us learn to praise the will
Of Him who for us doth array
A narrow path of trials here
A mansion resurrection day

He who in very nature God
Despisèd not to condescend
Oh magnify His name and laud
Who drank the cup and purchased men
Eternity's too short a day
To glorify His holy name
Dear saint but lightly chastened here
Rejoice in hope O mortal frame

Fair Christian faint not here but lift
Your eye to heaven's lofty gate
Where sits enthroned the Prince of Peace
The Mediator Potentate
To Him who by His grace and will
Sustains our wretched feebleness
Fall down and praise His glory till
His rod blooms to our blessedness

February 23, 1996
A hymn to comfort God's afflicted saints, drawn from various scriptures.
II Cor 4:7-18; James 1:2-4 © 1996 David L. Croft

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