THE MARTYRS' PAINTING

1.   O Arms of mercy opened wide,

       hands pouring forth the saving tide,

       which casts upon the earth a flame,

       extinguishing our guilt and shame.

 

2.   O how you longed that flame to burn,

       a flame of love, frail hearts to turn,

       that we might be a light to call

       the earth to rise from Adam’s fall.

 

3.   Let me be cleansed in that great flood,

       the spotless Lamb’s most precious blood,

       that I may spend eternity,

       adoring thee, blest Trinity.

 

4.   There stand the saints before throne

       who claimed thy Passion for their own,

       from earthly strife in death set free,

       Among that comp’ny O Lord set me.

 

5.   To You, O Father, fount of love,

       to you, O Spirit, Holy dove,

       to you O Christ, the saving King,

       we all Thy praise and honour sing!