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Who hath our report believed

Who hath our report believed

Published in 9 hymnals

Representative Text

1 Who hath our report believed,
Shiloh come, is not received,
Not received by his own;
Promis'd Branch from root of Jesse,
David's offspring sent to bless ye,
Comes too meekly to be known.

2 Like a tender plant that's growing
Where no water's friendly flowing,
No kind rains refresh the ground:
Drooping, dying we shall view him,
See no charm to draw us to him,
There no beauty will be seen,

3 Lo! Messiah unrespected,
Man of grief, despis'd, rejected,
Wounds his form disfig'ring,
Marr'd his visage more than any,
For he bears the sins of many,
All our sorrows carrying.

4 No deceit his mouth had spoken,
Blameless, he no laws had broken;
Yet was number'd with the worst:
For, because the LORD wou'd grieve him,
We, who saw it, did believe him
For his own offences curst.

5 But while him our thoughts accused
He for us alone was bruised,
Stricken, smitten for our guilt:
With his stripes our wounds are cured,
By his pains our peace assured,
Purchas'd with the blood he spilt.

6 Love amazing so to mind us!
Shepherd come from heaven to find us
Silly sheep all gone astray!
Lost, undone by our transgressions;
Worse than stript of all possessions,
Debtors without hope to pay.

7 Fear our portion, slaves in spirit,
He redeem'd us by his merit,
To a glorious liberty:
Dearly first his goodness bought us,
Truth and love then sweetly taught us;
Truth and love have made us free.

8 Blessed be the pow'r who gave us,
Freely gave his Son to save us;
Bless'd the Son, who freely came:
Honour, blessing, adoration,
Ever from the whole creation
Be to GOD, and to the Lamb.

Source: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns: done under the appointment of the Philadelphian Association #CCCXX

Text Information

First Line: Who hath our report believed
Language: English
Copyright: Public Domain



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A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #CCCXX

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A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #320

The Bible Hymn Book #d287

The New Village Harmony #d143

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