Behold the Man

Verse 1

Ye that pass by, behold the Man-- The Man of griefs--condemned for you; The Lamb of God, for sinners slain, Weeping to Calvary pursue.

Verse 2

To us our own Barabbas give,-- Away with him, they loudly cry; Away with him, not fit to live,-- The vile seducer crucify!

Verse 3

His sacred limbs they stretch, they tear; With nails they fasten to the wood; His sacred limbs, exposed and bare, Or only covered with his blood.

Verse 4

Behold his temples crowned with thorn; His bleeding hands extended wide; His streaming feet transfixed and torn; The fountain gushing from his side!

Verse 5

O thou dear suff'ring Son of God, How doth thy heart to sinners move! Sprinkle on us thy precious blood, And melt us with thy dying love