Behold! behold the Lamb of God, On the cross; For us He sheds His precious blood On the cross. O hear His all important cry, Why perish, blood bought sinner, why? Draw near and see your Savior die On the cross. Behold His arms extended wide On the cross; Behold His bleeding hands and side On the cross. The sun withholds his rays of light, The heav???ns are clothed in shades of night, While Jesus does with devils fight On the cross. Come, sinners, see Him lifted up On the cross; He drinks for you the bitter cup On the cross. The rocks do rend, the mountains quake, While Jesus doth atonement make, While Jesus suffers for our sake On the cross. And now the mighty deed is done On the cross; The battle???s fought, the victory???s won On the cross. To Heav???n he turns His dying eyes; ???Tis finished! now the Conqueror cries; Then bows His sacred head and dies On the cross. Where???er I go I???ll tell the story Of the cross; In nothing else my soul shall glory Save the cross. Yes, this my constant theme shall be Through time and eternity, That Jesus tasted death for me On the cross.