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1 Behold the bleeding Lamb of God,
The spotless sacrifice!
By hands of bar'brous sinners seiz'd,
Nail'd to the cross he dies.
2 Blest Jesus, whence this streaming blood?
And whence this foul disgrace?
Whence all these pointed thorns, that rend
Thy amiable face!
3 "I sanctify myself, (he cries)
"That thou mays't holy be.
"Come, trace my life; come, view my death,
"And learn to copy me."
4 Dear Lord, we pant for holiness,
And ev'ry sin we mourn:
To the bright path of thy commands
Our wand'ring footsteps turn.
5 Not more sincerely would we wish
To climb the heav'nly hill,
Than here with all our utmost pow'r
Thy model to fulfil.
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First Line: | Behold the bleeding Lamb of God |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1814 |
Topic: | Sufferings and Death of Christ |