He beheld the city, and wept over it.@Luke 19:41

Benjamin Beddome, in A Selection of Hymns from the Best Authors, by John Rippon, 1787.

Rhodes Charles W. Jordan, 1875 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Benjamin Beddome (1717-1795)

Did Christ o’er sinners weep,
And shall our cheeks be dry?
Let floods of penitential grief
Burst forth from every eye.

The Son of God in tears
The wondering angels see:
Be thou astonished, O my soul;
He shed those tears for thee.

He wept that we might weep;
Each sin demands a tear;
In Heaven alone no sin is found,
And there’s no weeping there.