The Voice of Praise ‎#190

190. In evil long I took delight

1 In evil long I took delight,
Unawed by shame or fear,
Till a new object struck my sight,
And stopped my wild career.

2 I saw One hanging on a tree,
In agony and blood;
Who fixed his languid eyes on me,
As near the cross I stood.

3 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.

4 Alas! I knew not what I did,
But all my tears were vain;
Where could my trembling soul be hid?
For I the Lord had slain.

5 A second look he gave, that said,
I freely all forgive;
This blood is for thy ransom paid,--
I did that thou mayst live.

Text Information

• First Line: In evil long I took delight
• Author: Newton
• Meter: C. M.
• Publication Date: 1873
• Scripture:
  Luke 22:61-62
• Topic: Christ: Sufferings and Death; The Look of Compassion

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