Fernando Ortega - Stricken, Smitten And Afflicted lyrics

Stricken, Smitten, and Afflicted See him dying on the tree Tis' the Christ by man rejected Yes my soul tis heat is He Tis the long Expected prophet David's Son yet David's Lord By His Son God has now spoken Tis the true and faithful Word Tell me he who hear him groaning Was there ever grief like his Friends through fear, his caused disowning Foes insulting his distress Many hands were raised to wound Him None would enter posed to save But the deepest stroke that pierced Him Was the stroke that justice gave He who think of sin but lightly Nor suppose the evil great Here may view its nature rightly Here its guilt may estimate Mark the Sacrifice Appointed See who bears the awful load Tis the Word, the Lord's Annointed Son of Man and Son of God Here we have a firm foundation Here the refuge of the lost Christ the Rock of our Salvation Is the name on which we boast Lamb of God for sinners wounded Sacrificed to cancel guilt None shall ever be confounded Who on Him there hope have built