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The man of sorrows now we sing The man




The man of sorrows, now we sing,
The man who bare our miseries;
Ye saints the grateful tribute bring,
For never was there grief like this.


To yonder garden come and see,
Where bathed in blood your Saviour lies,
Behold his bitter agony,
And say was ever grief like his.


Behold him scourged and spit upon,
Mocked by his cruel enemies;
His foes deride, his friends are gone;
Was ever, ever grief like his?


Jesus, thy sacred name we bless,
We praise thy majesty divine;
And triumph while we still confess,
That never was there grief like thine.


Thy griefs our full atonement are,
Justice and mercy there combine;
Our sorrows. Lord, thou then didst bear,
But now the throne of heaven is thine.

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates:
      Bible Refs: Ps 22:14-15; Is 53:4; Mt 26:38; Mt 27:46;
      LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1853# 539
      MUSIC
      Name: BROOKFIELD (GIDEON)
      Meter: 8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1855
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