Hymn/Song Information

Hushed is the wood-bird's note

Hushed is the wood-bird’s note,
silent her song of glee,
Shrouded in gloom the sun,
shaking is Calvary;
Mute are the angel hosts,
awed by the sight they see,
The mighty Son of God
dies for humanity.

Behold, He dies, the Savior dies
Upon the cross for thee.

Pierced are those loving hands
which have so often lain
Tenderly on the sick,
making them whole again;
Bleeding His wounded feet,
thorns are the crown He wears,
Thus on the cruel cross
man’s load of sin He bears.

Behold, He dies, the Savior dies
Upon the cross for thee.

Nature in sympathy
trembles and hides her face,
The very hosts of ill
fear and forsake the place;
Of all existing things
man looks in scorn alone,
Feels no remorseful pang,
hard is his heart of stone.

Behold, He dies, the Savior dies
Upon the cross for thee.

Gaze on Him hanging there,
know it was all for thee,
And that thy sinful deeds
brought Him to Calvary;
Love for thy precious soul
caused Him to gladly die,
That He might ransom thee
for that bright home on high.

Behold, He dies, the Savior dies
Upon the cross for thee.