Weeps the Saviour o’er His foe

Verse 1
Weeps the Saviour o’re his foe,
The vilest of mankind:
Need we arguments to show
His pity unconfined?
Arguments his heart to prove,
Copious from his eyes they fall;
Every tear demonstrates love,
And LOVE that died for all!

Verse 2
Still the streams of pity run,
And never, never cease,
Still he mourns a soul undone
By its own wickedness:
One who would from Him depart
He doth with eyes of mercy see:
Grieves for me his melting heart,
His Spirit grieves for me!

Verse 3
Jesus, lengthen out my day,
That I thy grace may know,
Grace which takes the stone away,
And makes the waters flow:
Touch me with thy sacred grief,
Draw me to thy wounded side;
Then thy blood is my relief,
And speaks me justified.

Hymnal/Album: Originally titled “He beheld the city, and wept over it.”—[Luke] xix. 41. Wesley originally published verse 1 hymn in his 1762 hymnal "Short Hymns on Select Passages of the Holy Scriptures, Vol. 2" (Bristol: Farley, 1762). He later added the other verses in his unpublished 1766 manuscript “MS Luke.” This manuscript is part of the collection of the Methodist Archive and Research Centre in The John Rylands Library, The University of Manchester (accession number MA 1977/575, Charles Wesley Notebooks Box 3). Accessed through the website of The Center for Studies in the Wesleyan Tradition, Duke Divinity School. Published in The Poetical Works of John and Charles Wesley, Collected and Arranged by G. Osborn, Vol. 11 (London: Wesleyan-Methodist Conference Office, 1871), page 268.
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