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Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Oct 13, 1874

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 44, No. 16.

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SCENES OF CALVARY.

By Marcia S. Avery

Written on reading the tract, entitled, “The Sufferings of Christ.”
Bright morning dawned o’er Palestine, As on Mount Calvary was seen Jesus, the Son of God; While oft, with imprecations loud, The noisy rabble fiercely crowd, And clamor for his blood.
They nail him to the shameful tree; And there he dies for you and me, Wearing the thorny crown! While from his hands, and feet, and side, There issues forth a crimson tide, Behold it flowing down!
Oh! hear him groan on Calvary! My God, hast thou forsaken me In this dark, trying hour? Oh! take away thy frowning face, Uphold me by thy loving grace, And vanquish Satan’s power!
The Innocent, the Crucified, They pierced him, and they did deride, And hail, as Jewish King! His vesture parted here and there, ’Mong those who clamored for a share; A recompense would bring.
Hark! hear his kind, his dying, prayer! Borne out upon the darkening air, In love and pity too, Forgive them, Lord, the sufferer cries, The murderous sin, that on them lies; “They know not what they do!”
Father! and must I drink it up, Drain to the dregs this bitter cup? Thy will, not mine, be done! Lo, it is finished! loud he cries, And God accepts the sacrifice Of his beloved Son.
The sun withdrew his face from sight, The mob dispersed in dread affright, The graves disclosed their dead; The rocks were rent ’mid gathering gloom, Nature seemed hast’ning to her doom, When Jesus bowed his head.
Two holy men with sorrowing mien, Robed him in linen white and clean, And in a garden fair, Joseph’s new sepulcher was made, Where never man had yet been laid— They placed the Saviour there.
’Twas he who healed the sick and lame, And blessings flowed where’er He came Who tasted death for man! Entered the portals of the grave, That those he bled and died to save, Might learn salvation’s plan.
Yes; though he died, he lives again, And soon will come on earth to reign! And bring a sweet release; Then sin, and death, shall be no more; But righteousness, from shore to shore, And everlasting peace.
MARCIA S. AVERY.
Locke, Mich., Sept., 1874.