This hymn was one of my mother's favorites

I used to play the piano all the time. And my mother loved to hear me play from the hymnal. She would come in and say, "Play that one I like." I would play it and she would sing, looking over my shoulder at the words. She loved the Lord and she would close her eyes and sing this to him with all her heart.  

O Love Divine, What Hast Thou Done?

Charles Wesley, 1742

O Love divine, what hast thou done!
The immortal God hath died for me!
The Father’s co-eternal Son
Bore all my sins upon the tree.
Th’immortal God for me hath died:
My Lord, my Love, is crucified!

Is crucified for me and you,
To bring us rebels back to God.
Believe, believe the record true,
Ye all are bought with Jesus’ blood.
Pardon for all flows from His side:
My Lord, my Love, is crucified!

Behold and love, ye that pass by,
The bleeding Prince of life and peace!
Come, sinners, see your Savior die,
And say, “Was ever grief like His?”
Come, feel with me His blood applied:
My Lord, my Love, is crucified!

Then let us sit beneath His cross,
And gladly catch the healing stream:
All things for Him account but loss,
And give up all our hearts to Him:
Of nothing think or speak beside,
My Lord, my Love, is crucified!

listen to the hymn here. 

This song is earily wonderful but I've always hated the fact that it leaves the audience hanging. Lest you read it and despair in the Lord's death, there is good news! He's alive! The grave could not hold him! He has risen from the dead! Praise His Holy name!