| Song | See Him In Raiment Rent |
| Album | Passiontide Hymns |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
| Writer(s) | Edward Monro, Mrs. M. Dearmer |
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| Tags | See Him In Raiment Rent |
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See Him In Raiment Rent,
With His Blood Dyed:
Women Walk Sorrowing,
By His Side.
Heavy That Cross To Him,
Weary The Weight:
One Who Will Help Him Stands
At The Gate.
Multitudes Hurrying
Pass On The Road:
Simon Is Sharing With
Him The Load.
Who Is This Traveling
With The Curst Tree
This Weary Prisoner
Who Is He?
Follow To Calvary,
Tread Where He Rod:
This Is The Lord Of Life
Son Of God.
Is There No Loveliness
You Who Pass By
In That Lone Figure Which
Marks The Sky?
You Who Would Love Him, Stand,
Gaze At His Face;
Tarry Awhile In Your
Worldly Race.
As The Swift Moments Fly
Through The Blest Week,
Jesus, In Penitence,
Let Us Seek.
On The Cross Lifted Up,
Thy Face I Scan,
Scarred By That Agony
Son Of Man.
Thorns Form Thy Diadem,
Rough Wood Thy Throne,
To Thee Thy Outstretched Arms
Draw Thine Own.
Nails Hold Thy Hands And Feet,
While On Thy Breast
Sinked Thy Bleeding Head
Sore Oppressed.
Loud Is Thy Bitter Cry,
Rending The Night,
As To Thy Darkened Eyes
Fails The Light.
Shadows Of Midnight Fall,
Though It Is Day;
Friends And Disciples Stand
Far Away.
Loud Scoffs The Dying Thief,
Mocking Thy Woe;
Can This My Savior Be
See Him In Raiment Rent,
With His Blood Dyed:
Women Walk Sorrowing,
By His Side.
Heavy That Cross To Him,
Weary The Weight:
One Who Will Help Him Stands
At The Gate.
Multitudes Hurrying
Pass On The Road:
Simon Is Sharing With
Him The Load.
