CXXIV. Behold where, breathing love divine

1 Behold where, breathing love divine,
Our dying Master stands!
His weeping followers, gathering round,
Receive his last commands.

2 From that mild Teacher's parting lips
What tender accents fell!
The gentle precept which he gave
Became its Author well.

3 Blest is the man, whose soft'ning heart
Feels all another's pain;
To whom the supplicating eye
Was never rais'd in vain:

4 Whose breast expands with generous warmth,
A stranger's woe to feel;
And bleeds in pity o'er the wound
He wants the power to heal.

5 To gentle offices of love
His feet are never slow;
He views, thro' mercy's melting eye,
A brother in a foe.

6 To him protection shall be shewn,
And mercy from above
Descend on those who thus fulfil
The perfect law of love.

Text Information
First Line: Behold where, breathing love divine
Language: English
Publication Date: 1789
Topic: Faith, Holiness and moral Virtues: Love to Mankind recommended by Christ
Tune Information
(No tune information)



Suggestions or corrections? Contact us