Behold the Love, the Generous Love

Behold the love

the ge­ner­ous love

That ho­ly Da­vid shows;

Hark

how his sound­ing bow­els move

To his af­flict­ed foes!

When they are sick his soul com­plains

And seems to feel the smart;

The Spir­it of the Gos­pel reigns

And melts his pi­ous heart.

How did his flow­ing tears con­dole

As for a bro­ther dead!

And fast­ing mor­ti­fied his soul

While for their life he prayed.

They groaned

and cursed him on their bed

Yet still he pleads and mourns;

And dou­ble bless­ings on his head

The right­eous God re­turns.

O glo­ri­ous type of heav’n­ly grace!

Thus Christ the Lord ap­pears;

While sin­ners curse

their Sav­ior prays

And pi­ties them with tears.

He

the true Da­vid

Is­ra­el’s king

Blessed and be­loved of God

To save us re­bels

dead in sin

Paid His on dear­est blood.