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Behold the Lamb of God, who bore
thy burdens on the tree;
he died the captives to restore,
his blood was shed for thee.
Look to him, till the sight endears
the Savior to thy heart;
his piercèd feet bedew with tears,
nor from his cross depart.
Look to him, till his dying love
thy every thought control;
its vast constraining influence prove
o'er body, spirit, soul.
Look to him, as the race you run
your never-failing friend;
he will complete the work begun,
and grace in glory end.