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1 Behold the love, the gen'rous love,
That holy David shows;
Behold his kind compassion move
For his afflicted foes.
2 When they are sick, his soul complains,
And seems to feel the smart;
The spirit of the gospel reigns,
And melts his pious heart.
3 How did his flowing tears condole
As for a brother dead!
And fasting mortify'd his soul,
While for their life he pray'd.
4 They groan'd, and curst him on their bed,
Yet still he pleads and mourns;
And double blessings on his head
The righteous God returns.
5 O glorious type of heav’nly grace!
Thus Christ the Lord appears;
While sinners curse, their Saviour prays,
And pities them with tears.
6 He, the true David, Isra'l’s King,
Blest and belov'd of God,
To save us rebels dead in sin,
Paid his own dearest blood.
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First Line: | Behold the love, the gen'rous love |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1816 |
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Topic: | Love to Enemies |