Scripture Verse

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


Charles Wesley (1707–1788)

Words: Charles Wes­ley (1707–1788). Cen­to from Short Hymns, 1762, Vol­ume 2, num­ber 378, and We­sley’s post­hu­mous Po­eti­cal Works.

Music: Sail­ing Phi­lip P. Bliss, 1871 (🔊 pdf nwc).

Philip P. Bliss (1838–1876)


Weeps the Sav­ior o’er His foe,
The vil­est of man­kind:
Need we ar­gu­ments to show
His mer­cy un­con­fined?
Arguments His heart to prove,
Copious from His eyes they fall;
Every tear de­mon­strates love,
And love that died for all!

Still the streams of pi­ty run,
And ne­ver, ne­ver cease,
Still He mourns a soul un­done
By its own wick­ed­ness:
One who would from Him de­part
He doth with His mer­cy see:
Grieves for me His melt­ing heart,
His Spir­it grieves for me!

Jesus, length­en out my day,
That I Thy grace may know,
Grace which takes the stone away,
And makes the wa­ters flow:
Touch me with Thy sac­red grief,
Draw me to Thy wound­ed side;
Then Thy blood is my re­lief,
And speaks me jus­ti­fied.

Titus Breaches the Wall of Jerusalem
David Roberts, 1850