Behold
by Joseph L. Smith
Behold the man!
These are the words
That Pilate calmly said
As soldiers placed a crown of thorns
Upon the Savior’s head.
See Him as He stands alone
Among the sons of men
With no defense, without a friend,
No fault they found in Him.
Behold the Lamb!
God’s chosen Lamb
Who came to set us free.
He bore our sins upon the cross.
He died for you and me.
My name is written on His hands,
My sins, upon His soul.
He suffered all the pangs of death
To make the wounded whole.
Behold the King!
His throne, a tree
Outlined against the sky,
As all creation quakes in fear
And angels wonder why.
But, then in might and majesty,
He robs death of it’s sting.
He takes his throne in Heav’n on high,
The Lord of everything!
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John 3:16
For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten son…
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