Christ My Song - 462
From the cross the blood is falling - Juxta Crucem
(Horatius Bonar/Johannes Thomas Rüegg)
1. From the cross the blood is falling,
and to us a voice is calling,
like a trumpet silver-clear;
'tis the voice announcing pardon,
It is finished! is its burden,
pardon for the far and near,
pardon for the far and near.
2. Peace that precious blood is sealing,
all our wounds for ever healing,
and removing every load;
words of peace that voice has spoken,
peace that shall no more be broken,
peace between the soul and God,
peace between the soul and God.
3. Love, its fullness there unfolding,
stand we here in joy beholding,
to the exiled sons of men;
love, the gladness past all naming
of and open heaven proclaiming,
love, that bids us enter in,
love, that bids us enter in.
4. God is love! – we read the writing
traced so deeply in the smiting
of the glorious Surety there.
God is light! – we see it beaming
like a heavenly day-spring gleaming,
so divinely sweet and fair,
so divinely sweet and fair.
5. Cross of shame, yet tree of glory,
round thee winds the one great story
of this ever-changing earth.
Centre of the true and holy,
grave of human sin and folly,
womb of nature's second birth,
womb of nature's second birth.
Horatius Bonar, Hymns of Faith and Hope III, 1878, 1109-110. Originally without repetition of 6th line.