| Song | Behold My Servant! See Him Rise |
| Content Description | Behold My Servant! See Him Rise is a deeply reverent Christian hymn that reflects on Jesus Christ as the Suffering Servant who is ultimately exalted in glory. Drawing from prophetic themes in Isaiah and the New Testament, the hymn explores Christ’s humility, sacrifice, crucifixion, and victorious resurrection. Its powerful lyrics invite believers to meditate on redemption, obedience, and divine love. Often associated with Holy Week and Easter worship, this timeless hymn continues to inspire deep reflection on the suffering and triumph of Jesus Christ. |
| Album | Most Popular Gospel Songs – Letter B |
| Genre | Contemporary Christian Music |
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| Tags | Passion hymn, Easter hymn, Holy Week worship, Christian traditional hymn, gospel song |
| Theme(s) | Suffering of Christ, Servant of God, Crucifixion, Resurrection, Exaltation, Redemption |
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Behold My Servant! See Him Rise
Exalted In My Might!
Him Have I Chosen, And In Him
I Place Supreme Delight.
On Him, In Rich Effusion Poured,
My Spirit Shall Descend;
My Truths And Judgments He Shall Show
To Earth’s Remotest End.
Gentle And Still Shall Be His Voice,
No Threats From Him Proceed;
The Smoking Flax He Shall Not Quench,
Nor Break The Bruised Reed.
The Feeble Spark To Flames He’ll Raise;
The Weak Will Not Despise;
Judgment He Shall Bring Forth To Truth,
And Make The Fallen Rise.
The Progress Of His Zeal And Power
Shall Never Know Decline,
Till Foreign Lands And Distant Isles
Receive The Law Divine.
He Who Erected Heaven’s Bright Arch,
And Bade The Planets Roll,
Who Peopled All The Climes Of Earth,
And Formed The Human Soul,
Thus Saith The Lord, Thee Have I Raised,
My Prophet Thee Install;
In Right I’ve Raised Thee, And In Strength
I’ll Succor Whom I Call.
I Will Establish With The Lands
A Covenant In Thee,
To Give The Gentile Nations Light,
And Set The Prisoners Free:
Asunder Burst The Gates Of Brass;
The Iron Fetters Fall;
And Gladsome Light And Liberty
Are Straight Restored To All.
I Am The Lord, And By The Name
Of Great Jehovah Known;
No Idol Shall Usurp My Praise,
Nor Mount Into My Throne.
Lo! Former Scenes, Predicted Once
Conspicuous Rise To View;
And Future Scenes, Predicted Now,
Shall Be Accomplished Too.
Sing To The Lord In Joyful Strains!
Let Earth His Praise Resound,
Ye Who Upon The Ocean Dwell,
And Fill The Isles Around!
O City Of The Lord! Begin
The Universal Song;
And Let The Scattered Villages
The Cheerful Notes Prolong.
Let Kedar’s Wilderness Afar
Lift Up Its Lonely Voice;
And Let The Tenants Of The Rock
With Accents Rude Rejoice;
Till Midst The Streams Of Distant Lands
The Islands Sound His Praise;
And All Combined, With One Accord,
Jehovah’s Glories Raise.
