O Our Saviour, crucified!

O Our Saviour, crucified! Near Thy Cross would we abide, There to look with steadfast eye On Thy dying agony.

Jesus bruised and put to shame Tells us all Jehovah's Name; God is love, we surely know By the Saviour's depths of woe.

In His spotless soul's distress We perceive our guiltiness; O how vile our low estate Since our ransom was so great.

Dwelling on Mount Calvary Contrite shall our spirits be; Rest and holiness shall find, Fashioned like our Saviour's mind.