The Man of Galilee

O I love to think of Jesus, And His life in Galilee

Author: Chas. H. Gabriel
Tune: [O I love to think of Jesus] (Gabriel)
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1 Oh, I love to think of Jesus,
And His life in Galilee;
‘Tis a story ever precious,
And most wonderful to me.
As I trace His earthly footsteps
From that poor and lowly stall
To the cross whereon they nailed Him,
How the tears, unbidden, fall;
For in ev’ry word He uttered,
I can hear a tender plea,—
I can read the old, old story,
How, for me, from highest glory,
Came the Man of Galilee,
The Man of Galilee.

2 I can see Him in the temple,
With the Doctors old and wise,
Asking questions deep of meaning,—
Giving wonderful replies;
At the marriage feast in Canaan,
Turning water into wine,
I behold His face all radiant
With the light of heaven shine;
Then, His words to little children:
“Suffer them to come to me,”
Ring like angel music swelling,
Speak the love beyond all telling,
Of the Man of Galilee,
The Man of Galilee.

3 See Him at the grave of Lazrus—
Tears of sorrow in His eyes,
As He calls: “Come forth!” and quickly
I behold the dead arise.
To the suff’rer at Bethesda,
While the idle scoffers mock,
I can hear Him sweet saying:
“Rise, take up thy bed, and walk.”
There was none beneath His pity—
Never one so true as He;
Yet was never man neglected,
never so despised, rejected,
As the Man of Galilee,
The Man of Galilee.

4 In the garden now I see Him,
Left in sorrow all alone:
Hear Him praying, agonizing—
“Not my will, but Thine, be done.”
With the few I see Him standing
To receive the traitor’s kiss;
Oh, that pen of man or angel
Should record such shame as this!
Yet His love and great compassion
On the servant Malchas see,
For He touched his ear with healing,
Thus the dying love revealing
Of the Man of Galilee,
The Man of Galilee.

5 Next in Pilate’s halls behold Him,
To the scourging meekly bow,
With the thorny crown, so painful,
Resting on His palid brow;
Hear Him now from Calvary’s mountain,
As the nails are driven through,
Praying “Father, oh, forgive them,
For they know not what they do!”
“It is finished!” Blessed Master,
Thou didst suffer all for me,
Yes, the words of life were spoken,
And the bars of death are broken
By the Man of Galilee,
The Man of Galilee.


Source: Great Tabernacle Hymns #148

Author: Chas. H. Gabriel

Pseudonyms: C. D. Emerson, Charlotte G. Homer, S. B. Jackson, A. W. Lawrence, Jennie Ree… Go to person page >

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First Line: O I love to think of Jesus, And His life in Galilee
Title: The Man of Galilee
Author: Chas. H. Gabriel
Language: English
Publication Date: 1916
Copyright: Public Domain

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