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WELL we speak of Jesus’ blood,
   But how little’s understood!
Of His sufferings, so intense,
Angels have no perfect sense.
2  Who can rightly comprehend
Their beginning or their end?
’Tis to God and God alone
That their weight is fully known.
3  See the suffering Son of God,
Sighing, groaning, sweating blood!
Boundless depths of love divine!
Jesus, what a love was Thine!
4  Though the wonders Thou hast done,
Are as yet so little known,
Here we rest—and comfort take—
Jesus died for sinners’ sake.
Joseph Hart, 1712-68