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==Original text and translations==
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<poem>
I saw one hanging from a tree,
in agony and blood;
who fixed his languid eyes on me,
as near the cross I stood.
 
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.
 
Alas! I knew not what I did,
but now my tears are vain:
where shall my trembling soul be hid,
For I the Lord have slain!
 
A second look he gave, that said,
“I freely all forgive:
this blood is for my ransom paid,
I die that thou may live.”
 
Thus while his death my sin displays
in all its blackest hue,
such is the mystery of grace,
it seals my pardon too!
</poem>


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Editor: Thurlow Weed (submitted 2009-01-04).   Score information: Letter, 1 page, 18 kB   Copyright: Personal
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Title: I Saw One Hanging From a Tree
Composer: Thurlow Weed
Lyricist: John Newton

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: SacredHymn   Hymn Meter: 86. 86 (C.M.)

Language: English
Instruments: a cappella or Keyboard
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Original text and translations

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I saw one hanging from a tree,
in agony and blood;
who fixed his languid eyes on me,
as near the cross I stood.

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.

Alas! I knew not what I did,
but now my tears are vain:
where shall my trembling soul be hid,
For I the Lord have slain!

A second look he gave, that said,
“I freely all forgive:
this blood is for my ransom paid,
I die that thou may live.”

Thus while his death my sin displays
in all its blackest hue,
such is the mystery of grace,
it seals my pardon too!