Jesus Christ, the Lord of glory,
From the heavens high above
Came to earth ‘midst sin and sorrow
To reveal the Father’s love.

Like an owl of the desert
‘Mid the ruin did He dwell,
That His matchless love for sinners
He to weary hearts might tell.

But, alas! the hearts of sinners_
Hearts His goodness should have won_
They have seen and they have hated
Both the Father and the Son.

Every thought and word and action
To His Father gave delight;
He was separate from sinners;
‘Midst the darkness He was light.

Often scorn and rude derision
Were reward for actions kind,
And a sympathy of friendship
Seldom did this Stranger find.

As a sparrow on the housetop
He for comrades looked in vain;
He was here a lonely Stranger_
It was this that gave Him pain.

Wicked men despised the Saviour
And their hatred did declare;
Little wonder that we find Him
Spending all the night in prayer!

Full of heaviness was Jesus
And reproach did break His heart;
And He looked for some to pity,
But alas! He found them not.

See Him praying to His Father
There in dark Gethsemane.
Hear Him say to His disciples:

What! could ye not watch with Me?

Watch the soldiers taunt and buffet;
See the mock crown on His head.
Are there friends nearby to comfort?
Nay, each one of them has fled.

Then upon the cross uplifted,
Though the central One of three,
Tis alone He bears the judgment
Suffering there for you and me.

Man has done his worst to Jesus,
Nailed Him to the cruel tree;
But this heartless, wicked treatment
Caused not half His agony.

God Himself_His God, who opened
Heaven thrice His Son to own,
Turns His back upon the Saviour_
In the darkness He’s ALONE.

"God, my God,"_the words are dreadful-
"Why hast Thou forsaken Me?"
Words wrung from the heart of Jesus
Suffering there upon the tree.

Twas alone He trod the pathway
From the manger to the tree,
And alone through death and suffering
He has won the victory.

But ere long He’ll have in glory
The redeemed to share His throne.
Tis not good (for God has said it)
For THE MAN to be alone.