1 Mortals behold your dying God,
Take refuge in his name;
Come, wash your robes white in the blood
Of Christ, the slaughter'd Lamb.
2 O 'tis eternal life to know
His Godhead, blood, and fame:
The scriptures say, he di'd for you,
Then venture on the Lamb.
3 Now welcome all who come to God,
In Christ, the Saviour's name;
There's full redemption in his blood;
Then do not slight the Lamb.
4 O that you God the Saviour knew,
And that he bore your shame;
Di'd, rose again, and lives for you,
Then would you prize the Lamb.
5 What love, what kindness did he shew!
When he from Heav'n came,
To bear away all sin for you,
Behold the holy Lamb.
6 How rich the blood which once did flow!
To cover us from shame;
We'll bow before thy foot stool low,
And hail thee, lovely Lamb.
7 O Christ, our God, our bleeding King,
We'll ever sing thy fame;
Here and in Heav'n we'll shout and sing
Thy glories, worthy Lamb.Source: Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs: selected and original, designed for the use of the Church Universal in public and private devotion #LXXII