1 Behold the Savior of the world
Embrued with sweat and gore,
Expiring on that shameful cross,
Where He our sorrows bore!

2 Compassion for lost human race
Brought down God’s only Son,
To veil in flesh His radiant face,
And for their sins atone.

3 Who can to love His name forbear,
That of His sufferings hears,
And finds, the ransom of his soul
Was blood as well as tears?

4 Thy sacred blood, O Son of God!
Which ran from many a wound
When earth and hell’s malicious powers
All compassed Thee around.

5 Joy for Thy torments we receive;
Life in Thy death have found;
For the reproaches of Thy cross
Shall be with glory crowned.

6 May we a grateful sense retain
Of Thy redeeming love!
And live below like those that hope
To live with Thee above!