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International Tract and Missionary Society · Oakland, California · Apr 23, 1885

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 11, No. 17.

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MESSIAS.

By Mrs. O. E. M'Cord

BY MRS. O. E. M'CORD.
I DID not seek thy precious word, I did not ask thy life, dear Lord, And yet, while I'm so cold toward thee, Thou gav'st thy love and life for me.
In silent awe, each angel wept, While golden lyre they left unswept, As round thy cross they lingered near, And worshiped thee in wondering fear.
O Son of God, how could'st thou leave Thy mansions fair, on earth to grieve, While enemies reviled thy name, Loading thy brow with thorns and shame?
Had I to purchase heavenly light, My hope would sink in blackest night. Ah! glad I am salvation's free, Eternal life is offered me.
And shall I e'er, by deed or word, Bring shame on thee, my blessed Lord? Ah! rather, this shall be my plea, Thou, blessed Lord, hast died for me.
Oregon City, Oregon, April 6, 1885.