• Lyrics
  • Albums
  • Artists

Anne Steele

Ye Wretched Sons Of Men Draw Near

in Anne Steele Collection

LYRIC

Print

1 Ye wretched sons of men draw near,
The cries and groans of Jesus hear;
Come see the blessed lamb of God,
There shedding of his precious Blood,

2 Behold him wounded scourg’d & bruis’d
Mock’d, and slander’d, and abus’d;
O hear his cries upon the tree:
Why hath my God forsaken me!

3 His pain, his anguish, and distress,
No heart can feel, no tongue express;
When all the powers of Hell broke in,
And Christ bore all the weight of sin.

4 When Jesus to the Cross was nail’d,
The Sun was all in darkness vail’d;
The Rocks were rent when Jesus cried!
The earth was shaken when he died.

5 The heavens their black curtains drew,
Such mournful scenes they could not view;
It was too much for human eye,
To see the King of Glory die.

6 How dark and awful was the day,
When Jesus died to take away;
Our curse and punishment and pain,
For which he died and rose again.


    Added by

    Blessy Christlin

    SHARE

    No comments yet

    LEAVE A COMMENT

      WRITE A COMMENT

      Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

      Ye Wretched Sons Of Men Draw Near

      1 Ye wretched sons of men draw near,
      The cries and groans of Jesus hear;
      Come see the blessed lamb of God,
      There shedding of his precious Blood,

      2 Behold him wounded scourg’d & bruis’d
      Mock’d, and slander’d, and abus’d;
      O hear his cries upon the tree:
      Why hath my God forsaken me!

      3 His pain, his anguish, and distress,
      No heart can feel, no tongue express;
      When all the powers of Hell broke in,
      And Christ bore all the weight of sin.

      4 When Jesus to the Cross was nail’d,
      The Sun was all in darkness vail’d;
      The Rocks were rent when Jesus cried!
      The earth was shaken when he died.

      5 The heavens their black curtains drew,
      Such mournful scenes they could not view;
      It was too much for human eye,
      To see the King of Glory die.

      6 How dark and awful was the day,
      When Jesus died to take away;
      Our curse and punishment and pain,
      For which he died and rose again.