…dying, and, behold, we live.@2 Corinthians 6:9
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Johann S. Bach (1685–1750)

Ar­thur T. Rus­sell, Psalms and Hymns (Cam­bridge, Eng­land: John Deigh­ton, 1851), num­ber 101.

Jesu, Meine Freu­de in Prax­is Pi­e­ta­tis Mel­i­ca, by Jo­hann Crü­ger, 1653. Har­mo­ny by Jo­hann S. Bach, 1723 (🔊 pdf nwc).

Now behold Him dying—
To His Father crying,
Who gave life to thee!
See Him bleeding, wounded;
See His love unbounded,
On the shameful tree.
See thy Lord, thy king adored;
There He speaks thy sins forgiven!
There He opens Heaven!

Yet His foes deride Him!
Peace e’en now denied Him
In His last sad hour!
All His love sustaineth;
Still within Him reigneth
Love’s surpassing power.
Gracious King! Thy love I sing;
Love to death my Savior giveth!
So my spirit liveth.

Life my Lord forsaketh!
Now His Spirit taketh
Rest in paradise:
Soon from death awaking,
Soon death’s slumbers breaking,
He to life shall rise.
O my Lord, my king adored;
Thou in death hast death subduèd,
And my hope renewèd.

Come, ye brokenhearted;
Hope hath not departed
From this world of woe:
Come, from grief refraining;
Cease your dark complaining:
Joys from sorrows grow.
Jesu’s name doth peace proclaim:
Dying, He the sinner healeth!
Life, His death revealeth.