What multitudes who never know

Verse 1
What multitudes who never know,
Till they have crucified, their God!
He then doth his compassion show,
And draw and wash them in his blood,
Into his cross’s school receive,
And teach them fully to believe.

Verse 2
Thy murderers, now we learn of Thee
That Thou art the supream I AM,
Equal to God in majesty,
With God eternally the same
Thy passions and thy actions shine
With worth and dignity Divine.
With endless worth thy actions shine,
And all thy sufferings are divine.

Verse 3
Essential Truth, thy words are His,
And following them we cannot stray,
They point us to celestial bliss,
Fresh life into our souls convey;
Till sav’d and sanctified in one,
They speak us up into thy throne.

Hymnal/Album: Originally titled: “‘When ye have lift up the Son of man, then shall ye know that I am, and that I do nothing of myself; but as my Father hath taught me, I speak these things.’—[John 8,] v. 28." This hymn appears in the 1763-64 manuscript “MS John.” 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 1977/573, 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 425.
Publishing: Public Domain