ECCE HOMO!
Uponthe Cross I see Him nailed,The man of Nazareth;His brow is pierced, His visage paledWith sufferings of death.Around Him gather those who hateAnd those who love Him mostTo watch His sin-appointed fateWith grief or ruthless boast;And as His pleading face I scanAll history cries—“Behold the Man!”His wounded hands and feet I see,The fountain from His side;O Calvary, O Calvary,Behold the Crucified!Yet not the cruel thorns are worstNor blood of anguish spilt,But that the sinless One is curstFor all the race’s guilt;And as His pleading face I scanAll history cries—“Behold the Man!”Yet as I on His visage marredWith guilt and sorrow gazeIt changes from the beauty scarredTo time’s most wondrous face.A glory as of Heaven breaksUpon the crown of thornAnd every tortured feature takesA love by passion born;For as His pleading face I scanAll history cries—“Behold the Man!”
Uponthe Cross I see Him nailed,The man of Nazareth;His brow is pierced, His visage paledWith sufferings of death.Around Him gather those who hateAnd those who love Him mostTo watch His sin-appointed fateWith grief or ruthless boast;And as His pleading face I scanAll history cries—“Behold the Man!”His wounded hands and feet I see,The fountain from His side;O Calvary, O Calvary,Behold the Crucified!Yet not the cruel thorns are worstNor blood of anguish spilt,But that the sinless One is curstFor all the race’s guilt;And as His pleading face I scanAll history cries—“Behold the Man!”Yet as I on His visage marredWith guilt and sorrow gazeIt changes from the beauty scarredTo time’s most wondrous face.A glory as of Heaven breaksUpon the crown of thornAnd every tortured feature takesA love by passion born;For as His pleading face I scanAll history cries—“Behold the Man!”
Uponthe Cross I see Him nailed,The man of Nazareth;His brow is pierced, His visage paledWith sufferings of death.Around Him gather those who hateAnd those who love Him mostTo watch His sin-appointed fateWith grief or ruthless boast;And as His pleading face I scanAll history cries—“Behold the Man!”
Uponthe Cross I see Him nailed,
The man of Nazareth;
His brow is pierced, His visage paled
With sufferings of death.
Around Him gather those who hate
And those who love Him most
To watch His sin-appointed fate
With grief or ruthless boast;
And as His pleading face I scan
All history cries—“Behold the Man!”
His wounded hands and feet I see,The fountain from His side;O Calvary, O Calvary,Behold the Crucified!Yet not the cruel thorns are worstNor blood of anguish spilt,But that the sinless One is curstFor all the race’s guilt;And as His pleading face I scanAll history cries—“Behold the Man!”
His wounded hands and feet I see,
The fountain from His side;
O Calvary, O Calvary,
Behold the Crucified!
Yet not the cruel thorns are worst
Nor blood of anguish spilt,
But that the sinless One is curst
For all the race’s guilt;
And as His pleading face I scan
All history cries—“Behold the Man!”
Yet as I on His visage marredWith guilt and sorrow gazeIt changes from the beauty scarredTo time’s most wondrous face.A glory as of Heaven breaksUpon the crown of thornAnd every tortured feature takesA love by passion born;For as His pleading face I scanAll history cries—“Behold the Man!”
Yet as I on His visage marred
With guilt and sorrow gaze
It changes from the beauty scarred
To time’s most wondrous face.
A glory as of Heaven breaks
Upon the crown of thorn
And every tortured feature takes
A love by passion born;
For as His pleading face I scan
All history cries—“Behold the Man!”