23    C.M.     J. Hart
Christ Very God and Man. John 1. 29; Isa. 9. 6

1 A Man there is, a real Man,
  With wounds still gaping wide,
  From which rich streams of blood once ran,
  In hands, and feet, and side.

2 [’Tis no wild fancy of our brains,
  No metaphor we speak;
  The same dear Man in heaven now reigns
  That suffered for our sake.]

3 This wondrous Man of whom we tell,
  Is true Almighty God;
  He bought our souls from death and hell;
  The price, his own heart’s blood.

4 That human heart he still retains,
  Though throned in highest bliss;
  And feels each tempted member’s pains;
  For our affliction’s his.

5 Come, then, repenting sinner, come;
  Approach with humble faith;
  Owe what thou wilt, the total sum
  Is cancelled by his death.

6 His blood can cleanse the blackest soul,
  And wash our guilt away;
  He will present us sound and whole,
  In that tremendous day.