T. Kelly (322/413) -- Hymns and Spiritual Songs

T. Kelly WE sing the praise of Him who died, Of Him who died upon the Cross: The sinner’s hope let men deride: For this we count the world but loss. 2 Inscribed upon the Cross we see In shining letters, God is love: He bears our sins upon the tree: He brings us mercy from above. 3 The Cross: it takes our guilt away; It holds the fainting spirit up, It cheers with hope the gloomy day, And sweetens every bitter cup. 4 It makes the coward spirit brave, And nerves the feeble arm for fight; It takes its terror from the grave, And gilds the bed of death with light. 5 The balm of life, the cure of woe, The measure and the pledge of love, The sinner’s refuge here below, The angels’ theme in heaven above.