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 dy'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;
Dy'd, rose again, and lives for you,
Then would you prize the Lamb.
5 What Love, what Kindness did he shew!
When he from Heaven 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: Christian Hymns, Poems, and Spiritual Songs: sacred to the praise of God our Saviour #II.XXIII