Text: | "Jesus Wept" |
Author: | Beddome |
1 So fair a face bedewed with tears;
What beauty e’en in grief appears!
He wept, he bled, he died for you;
What more, ye saints, could Jesus do?
2 Enthroned above, with equal glow
His warm affections downward flow;
In our distress he bears a part,
And feels a sympathetic smart.
3 Still his compassions are the same;
He knows the frailty of our frame;
Our heaviest burdens he sustains;
Shares in our sorrows and our pains.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | So fair a face bedew'd with tears |
Title: | "Jesus Wept" |
Author: | Beddome |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1844 |
Scripture: | |
Topic: | Lord's Supper |