I will pour upon the house of David, and upon the inhabitants of Jerusalem, the spirit of grace and of supplications: and they shall look upon Me whom they have pierced, and they shall mourn for Him, as one mourneth for his only son, and shall be in bitterness for Him, as one that is in bitterness for his firstborn.
Zechariah 12:10
Words: Charles Wesley, Short Hymns (Bristol, England: E. Farley, 1762), Volume 2, numbers 1438 & 1439, page 111–12, alt. In the original, these verses were four separate hymns, but were later published in combined form.
Music: Arfon French & Welsh tune, arranged by Hugh Davies, circa 1906 (🔊 pdf nwc).
If you know where to get a good photo of Davies (head & shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
Now let Thy Word take place
In every gift and grace;
Father, let Thy Spirit’s stream
Make the wilderness a pool,
Poured on our Jerusalem,
Poured into my gasping soul.
Lord, on me, even me, confer
That spirit of faith and prayer;
Give me eyes, my Lord, my God,
Him whom I have pierced to see,
Bearing all my sinful load,
Pouring out His blood for me!
Who see must surely feel
O what piteous spectacle!
Stone to flesh the sight doth turn!
Yes, I share Thy dying smart,
Now I look on Thee and mourn,
Now I give Thee all my heart.
Hail all-redeeming Lord!
In honor of Thy Word,
Thou wilt every soul receive;
Every soul Thy murderer was;
Jews themselves shall look and grieve,
Vanquished by Thy bleeding cross.
Who first their hands imbrued
In Thy most sacred blood,
Turned at last they all shall be:
Thee descending from above,
Thee, the true Messiah, see,
See, and weep, believe and love.