The Stennetts of England - Joseph Stennett - Hymn Poems

When Christ, at Simon's table plac'd.

When Christ, at Simon's table plac'd.
   His sacred doctrine taught;
A penitent behind him stood,
   Whom love had thither brought.

She with devotion kiss'd his feet,
   Bath'd 'em with flowing eyes;
Then drys'em with her spreading locks,
   And fragrant oil applies.

'Twas love these funeral tears prepar'd
   Before her Lord was dead
Officious love supply'd the balm
   Before his wounds had bled.

Her faith the virtue of his blood
   Apply'd, before 'twas spilt;
To wash her soul from every stain,
   And expiate her guilt.

The Saviour's sympathizing heart
   Her pious sorrow feels;
Commends her faith, her love applauds,
   His pard'ning grace reveals.

Thus every soul succeeds, that bows
   At the redeemer's feet
Those who repent, believe and love,
   Christ at his table meet.

The motions of thy sovereign grace,
   Lord, let no sin controul;
Forgiving glances from thy eyes
   Will ravish every soul.

These faithful pledges of thy love
   Declare thee still the fame
For these memorials of thy cross
   We praise thy sacred name.

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