894    C.M.     John Berridge
“I kill, and I make alive; I wound, and I heal.” Deut. 32. 39

1 The Saviour empties whom he fills,
  And quickens whom he slays,
  Our legal hope he kindly kills,
  To teach us gospel praise.

2 He wraps in frowns as well as smiles,
  Some tokens of his love;
  And if he wounds, or if he heals,
  In both his grace we prove.

3 No sooner we begin to mourn,
  And feel a broken heart,
  But Jesus cries, “Return, return,
  And let me heal thy smart.”

4 My legal self may Jesus kill,
  And make my heart alive;
  My guilty wounds may Jesus heal,
  And make my spirit thrive.