Behold! Behold The Lamb Of God

Behold! behold the Lamb of God,

On the cross;

For us He sheds His precious blood

On the cross.

O hear His all important cry,

Why perish, blood bought sinner, why?

Draw near and see your Savior die

On the cross.

Behold His arms extended wide

On the cross;

Behold His bleeding hands and side

On the cross.

The sun withholds his rays of light,

The heav'ns are clothed in shades of night,

While Jesus does with devils fight

On the cross.

Come, sinners, see Him lifted up

On the cross;

He drinks for you the bitter cup

On the cross.

The rocks do rend, the mountains quake,

While Jesus doth atonement make,

While Jesus suffers for our sake

On the cross.

And now the mighty deed is done

On the cross;

The battle's fought, the victory's won

On the cross.

To Heav'n he turns His dying eyes;

'Tis finished! now the Conqueror cries;

Then bows His sacred head and dies

On the cross.

Where'er I go I'll tell the story

Of the cross;

In nothing else my soul shall glory

Save the cross.

Yes, this my constant theme shall be

Through time and eternity,

That Jesus tasted death for me

On the cross.