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CLXXVIII. Jesus wept—he died—see how he loved us

1 So fair a face bedew'd with tears!
What beauty e'en in grief appears?
He wept, he bled, he died for you;
What more, ye saints, could Jesus do?

2 Enthron'd above with equal glow
His warm affections downward flow;
In our distress he bears a part,
And feels a sympathetic smart.

3 Still his compassions are the same,
He knows the frailty of our frame;
Our heaviest burdens he sustains,
Shares in our sorrows, and our pains.

Text Information
First Line: So fair a face bedewed with tears
Title: Jesus wept—he died—see how he loved us
Author: Beddome
Meter: L. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1793
Topic: Lord's Supper
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