Behold the man!
John 19:5
Words: Benjamin Beddome (1717–1795). Published posthumously in Hymns Adapted to Public Worship (London: Burton & Briggs, 1818), number 64. Christ’s death and resurrection.
Music: Trentham Robert Jackson, in Fifty Sacred Leaflets, 1888 (🔊 pdf nwc).
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If you know where to get a good picture of Beddome (head & shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
Ye mourning saints, behold
The Lamb that once was slain;
See, see Him on the cross expire,
In agonizing pain.
The fruits of glory grow
On that accursèd tree;
The Savior dies, the sinner lives,
His bondage sets us free.
The law He satisfied,
And paid the debt we owed,
Atoned our guilt, our grief sustained,
A vast oppressive load.
’Tis from His dying groans,
Our loud hosannas rise;
By faith in Him our souls aspire
To mansions in the skies.
In our united songs,
Let us His grace proclaim;
For us He died and rose again,
Exalted be His name.