Stricken Smitten and Afflicted

Stricken,
Em
smitten, and
B
afflicted, See Him
Am
dy
D
ing on the
Em
tree!
'Tis the
Em
Christ by man re
B
jected; Yes, my
Am
soul,
D
'tis He, 'tis
Em
He!
D/F#
'Tis the
G
long-expected
D
prophet, David's
Em
Son, yet David's
B
Lord;
By His
Em
Son, God now has
B
spoken Tis the
Am
true
D
and faithful
Em
Word.
Tell me,
Em
ye who hear him
B
groaning, Was there
Am
ev
D
er grief
Em
like his?
Friends through
Em
fear his cause dis
B
owning, Foes in
Am
sul
D
ting his dis
Em
tress;
D/F#
Many
G
hands were raised to
D
wound him, None would
Em
interpose to
B
save;
But the
Em
deepest stroke that
B
pierced him Was the
Am
stroke
D
that Justice
Em
gave.
Ye who
Em
think of sin but
B
lightly, Nor sup
Am
pose
D
the evil
Em
great
Here may
Em
view its nature
B
rightly, Here its
Am
guilt
D
may esti
Em
mate.
D/F#
Mark the
G
sacrifice ap
D
pointed, See who
Em
bears the awful
B
load;
'tis the
Em
Word, the Lord's A
B
nointed, Son of
Am
Man
D
and Son of
Em
God.
Here we
Em
have a firm foun
B
dation, Here the
Am
ref
D
uge of the
Em
lost;
Christ's the
Em
Rock of our sal
B
vation, His the
Am
name
D
of which we
Em
boast.
D/F#
Lamb of
G
God, for sinners
D
wounded, Sacri
Em
fice to cancel
B
guilt!
None shall
Em
ever be con
B
founded Who on
Am
him
D
their hope have
Em
built.