1 Behold the man! how glorious he!
Before his foes he stands unaw'd,
And, without wrong or blasphemy,
He claims to be the Son of God.

2 Behold the man! by all condemn'd,
Assaulted by a ost of foes;
His person and his truths contemn'd
A man of suff'rings and of woes.

3 Behold the man! so weak he seems,
His awful word inspires no fear:
But soon must he who now blasphemes,
Before his judgment-seat appear.

4 Behold the man! though scorn'd below,
He bears the greatest name above;
The angels at his footstool bow,
And all his royal claims approve.