The Cyber Hymnal ‎#11253

11253. 'Twas I That Did It

1 I see the crowd in Pilate’s hall,
I mark their wrathful mien;
Their shouts of crucify appall,
With blasphemy between.

2 And of that shouting multitude
I feel that I am one;
And in that din of voices rude,
I recognize my own.

3 I see the scourges tear His back,
I see the piercing crown,
And of that crowd who smite and mock,
I feel that I am one.

4 Around yon cross, the throng I see,
Mocking the sufferer’s groan,
Yet still my voice it seems to be—
As if I mocked alone.

5 ’Twas I that shed the sacred blood,
I nailed Him to the tree,
I crucified the Christ of God,
I joined the mockery.

6 Yet not the less that blood avails,
To cleanse away my sin,
And not the less that cross prevails
To give me peace within.

Text Information

• First Line: I see the crowd in Pilate’s hall
• Title: 'Twas I That Did It
• Author: Horatius Bonar
• Meter: CM
• Language: English
• Source: Hymns of Faith and Hope (London: James Nisbet, 1857)
• Copyright: Public Domain
• Notes: Alternate tunes: ST. MATTHEW by William Croft, 1708; THORNTON, by Theodore E. Perkins

Tune Information

• Name: DEWITT
• Composer: Uzziah Cicero Burnap (1870)
• Meter: CM
• Key: a minor
• Copyright: Public Domain