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I see the crowd in Pilate's hall




I see the crowd in Pilate's hall,
Their furious cries I hear;
Their shouts of "Crucify!" appal,
Their curses fill mine ear.


And of that shouting multitude
I feel that I am one,
And in that din of voices rude
I recognize my own.


I see the scourgers rend the flesh
Of God's beloved Son;
And as they smite I feel afresh
That I of them am one.


Around the Cross the throng I see
That mock the Sufferer's groan,
Yet still my voice it seems to be,
As if I mocked alone.


'Twas I that shed that sacred Blood,
I nailed him to the Tree,
I crucified the Christ of God,
I joined the mockery.


Yet not the less that Blood avails
To cleanse me from sin,
And not the less that Cross prevails
To give me peace within.

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 6 8 6 D (D.C.M.)
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates: 1856
      Bible Refs:
      LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1908# 136
      1938# 135
      1917# 301
      1866# 747
      MUSIC
      Name: ST. MATTHEW
      Meter: 8 6 8 6 D (D.C.M.)
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1708
        SCORE PREVIEW
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        ALTERNATIVE TUNES
        Name meter
        8 6 8 6 D (D.C.M.)
        8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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