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Alfred H. Miles, ed.  The Sacred Poets of the Nineteenth Century.  1907.
VI. “O show me not my Saviour dying”
By Josiah Conder (1789–1855)
O SHOW me not my Saviour dying,
    As on the cross He bled;
Nor in the tomb, a captive lying,
    For He has left the dead:
Then bid me not that form extended        5
    For my Redeemer own,
Who, to the highest heavens ascended,
    In glory fills the throne.
Weep not for Him at Calvary’s station;
    Weep only for thy sins.        10
View where He lay with exultation,—
    ’Tis there our hope begins:
Yet stay not there, thy sorrows feeding,
    Amid the scenes He trod;
Look up, and see Him interceding        15
    At the right hand of God.
Still in the shameful Cross I glory,
    Where His dear blood was spilt;
For there the great Propitiatory
    Abolished all my guilt.        20
Yet what, ’mid conflict and temptation,
    Shall strength and succour give?
He lives, the Captain of Salvation;
    Therefore His servants live.
By death, He death’s dark king defeated,        25
    And overcame the grave;
Rising, the triumph He completed;
    He lives, He reigns to save.
Heaven’s happy myriads bow before Him;
    He comes, the Judge of men;        30
These eyes shall see Him, and adore Him:
    Lord Jesus, own me then.

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