Now Behold Him Dying

Now be­hold Him dy­ing—

To His Fa­ther cry­ing

Who gave life to thee!

See Him bleed­ing

wound­ed;

See His love un­bound­ed

On the shame­ful tree.

See thy Lord

thy king ad­ored;

There He speaks thy sins for­giv­en!

There He op­ens Heav­en!

Yet His foes de­ride Him!

Peace e’en now de­nied Him

In His last sad hour!

All His love sus­tain­eth;

Still with­in Him reign­eth

Love’s sur­pass­ing pow­er.

Gracious King! Thy love I sing;

Love to death my Sav­ior giv­eth!

So my spir­it liv­eth.

Life my Lord for­sak­eth!

Now His Spir­it tak­eth

Rest in para­dise:

Soon from death awak­ing

Soon death’s slum­bers break­ing

He to life shall rise.

O my Lord

my king ad­ored;

Thou in death hast death sub­du­èd

And my hope re­new­èd.

Come

ye brok­en­heart­ed;

Hope hath not de­part­ed

From this world of woe:

Come

from grief re­frain­ing;

Cease your dark com­plain­ing:

Joys from sor­rows grow.

Jesu’s name doth peace pro­claim:

Dying

He the sin­ner heal­eth!

Life

His death re­veal­eth.