Appears in 105 hymnals First Line: Ye that pass by, behold the Man! Lyrics: 1 Ye that pass by, behold the Man!
The Man of grief, condemn'd for you,
The Lamb of God, for sinners slain,
Weeping, to Calvary pursue.
2 His sacred limbs they stretch, they tear,
With nails they fasten to the wood;
His sacred limbs, expos'd and bare,
Or only cover'd with his blood.
3 See there his temples crown'd with thorns,
His bleeding hands extended wide,
His streaming feet transfix'd and torn,
The fountain gushing from his side.
4 Thou dear, thou suff'ring Son of God,
How doth thy heart to sinners move!
Sprinkle on us thy precious blood,
And melt us with thy dying love!
5 The earth could to her centre quake,
Convuls'd when her Creator died;
O may our inmost nature shake,
And bow with Jesus crucified!
6 At thy last gasp, the graves display'd
Their horrors to the upper skies;
O that our souls might burst the shade,
And quicken'd by thy death, arise!
7 The rocks could feel thy powerful death,
And tremble, and asunder part;
O rend, with thy expiring breath,
The harder marble of our heart.
Behold the Man!