Christ’s Eight Sentences While on the Cross by Noah W. Vincent

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Tacoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Dec 2, 1909

Christ’s Eight Sentences While on the Cross

By Noah W. Vincent

NOAH W. VINCENT

NAILS pierced our Saviour’s hands and feet, Sharp thorns had pierced his brow; As if for earth nor heaven meet, See Christ uplifted now! In love he prays, “Father, forgive, They know not what they do.” His Father hears, the murderers live; God’s boundless love how true!

Soon to the contrite, trusting thief, Who owns his dying Lord, Christ gives in death a sweet relief, Sure hope of blest reward: “To-day,” said he, “do I declare, True are my words to thee, In paradise, God’s city fair, Together we shall be!”

Next, to his mother standing there, The sad, heart-pierced one, Christ says in tender, filial care, “Woman, behold thy son!” Then to his loved disciple John, Still near, his friend, his brother, Come lovingly from lips death-wan, The words, “Behold thy mother!”

Hear now Emmanuel’s dying cry Of sharpest agony; O list! “My God, my God, O why Hast thou forsaken me?” Well known was this long, long before, Foretold e’en from the first. Fulfilling now one scripture more, Our Saviour cries, “I thirst!”

The work God gave he had well done; “’Tis finished!” loud he cries: Slain Lamb of God! Atoning Son! Sin-ending Sacrifice! Our sins, our shame, the Saviour bore When nailed to Calvary’s tree; God’s love in Christ may we adore To all eternity.

“Father,” he breathes, “into thy hands My spirit I commend;” Then bowed his head in death’s strong bands: So died the sinner’s Friend.

In love he prays for us to-day; O heed our Saviour’s call! Let’s come to him, his word obey; Find him our God, our all.

Sedan, Kan.