Thurlow Weed - I saw one hanging from a tree - текст песни (слова)

I saw one hanging from a tree, 
 in agony and blood;
 who fixed his languid eyes on me,
 as near the cross I stood.
 
 Sure, never till my latest breath,
 can I forget that look:
 it seemed to charge me with his death,
 though not a word he spoke.
 
 Alas! I knew not what I did,
 but now my tears are vain:
 where shall my trembling soul be hid,
 For I the Lord have slain!
 
 A second look he gave, that said,
 “I freely all forgive: 
 this blood is for my ransom paid,
 I die that thou may live.”
 
 Thus while his death my sin displays 
 in all its blackest hue,
 such is the mystery of grace,
 it seals my pardon too!