1 See how he lov'd! exclaim'd the Jews,
When Jesus sympathizing wept;
My grateful heart the words shall use,
While on his life mine eye is kept.

2 See how he lov'd, who travell'd on
Teaching the doctrine from the skies;
Who bade disease and pain be gone,
And called the sleeping dead to rise.

3 See how he lov'd, who never shrank
From toil or danger, pain or death;
Who all the cup of sorrow drank,
And meekly yielded up his breath.

4 And shall such love meet no return?
Nor wake the passions of the breast?
Shall not our grateful bosoms burn,
To prove our love by ev'ry test?

5 Yes, we will love thee, Savior, guide,
For thou hast lov'd us, O how well!
More than all earthly friends beside,
More than our feeble lips can tell!