Couldn't resist one old favourite vernacular hymn - Isaac Watts' masterpiece sun to the traditional tune of 'Rockingham' by the Choir of King's College, Cambridge.
This version includes the often-omitted verse:-
His dying crimson, like a robe,
Spreads o'er His body on the tree:
And I am dead to all the globe,
And all the globe is dead to me.
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