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See, world, upon the shameful tree

Author: Philip Henry Molther; Paul Gerhardt Hymnal: A Collection of Evangelical Hymns; made from Different Authors and Collections for the English Lutheran Church in New York #d209 (1797) Hymnal Title: A Collection of Evangelical Hymns; made from Different Authors and Collections for the English Lutheran Church in New York Languages: English

See, world, upon the shameful tree

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns for the Use of the Protestant Church of the United Brethren. (New and Rev. ed.) #102 (1819) Hymnal Title: A Collection of Hymns for the Use of the Protestant Church of the United Brethren. (New and Rev. ed.) Languages: English

See, world, upon the shameful tree

Author: Philip Henry Molther; Paul Gerhardt Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns for the Use of the Protestant Church of the United Brethren. Rev. ed. #d631 (1813) Hymnal Title: A Collection of Hymns for the Use of the Protestant Church of the United Brethren. Rev. ed. Languages: English

See, world, upon the shameful tree

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns, for the Use of the Protestant Church of the United Brethren. New and Revised ed. #123 (1832) Hymnal Title: A Collection of Hymns, for the Use of the Protestant Church of the United Brethren. New and Revised ed. Languages: English

See, world, upon the shameful tree

Author: Philip Henry Molther; Paul Gerhardt Hymnal: A Hymn and Prayer-Book #34 (1795) Hymnal Title: A Hymn and Prayer-Book Languages: English

See, World, Upon The Bloody Tree

Author: Paul Gerhardt ; Philipp H. Molther Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9803 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal Lyrics: 1 See, world, upon the bloody tree Thy life there sinks in death; Covered with stripes and wounds for thee, Thy Savior yields His breath. 2 Thou Prince of Glory knew’st no sin; What caused, Thee, then Thy pain? Thou harmless, undefiled and clean, What caused Thee to be slain? 3 My sins, as numerous as the sands, Upon the ocean shore, Have been the cruel murderous hands That wounded Thee so sore. 4 Thy anguish, Thy tormenting pain, And every dreadful woe, Thou didst so willingly sustain, My soul should undergo. 5 Thou on Thy shoulders tak’st the whole, To ease my burdened heart: Thou bear’st the curse, to bless my soul, And heal’st me with Thy smart. 6 Thy wondrous love to evidence, Thou wouldst my surety be; Thyself would’st pay my debt immense, Thereby to set me free. 7 Thou art destruction to the grave; Death’s enemy severe; That each who was before his slave, Might now be saved from fear. 8 My debt to Thee, Thou God of Love! Weak words cannot express; I cannot here, if there above, Show proper thankfulness. 9 Grant me but this while I am here, Since I can nothing give, Thy sufferings in my heart to bear, And in Thy death to live! Languages: English Tune Title: BALLERMA

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