Did Christ over sinners weep, And shall our cheeks be dry? Let floods of penitential grief Burst forth from every eye. Burst forth from every eye. Behold, the Son of God in tears The angels wondering see. Hast thou no wonder, O my soul? He shed those tears for thee! He wept that we might weep, Might weep over sin and shame. He wept to show His live for us And bid us love the same. And bid us love the same. Behold, the Son of God in tears The angels wondering see. Hast thou no wonder, O my soulM He shed those tears for thee! Then tender be our hearts, Our eyes in sorrow dim. Til every tear from every eye Be wiped away in Him. Be wiped away in Him. Behold, the Son of God in tears The angels wondering see. Hast thou no wonder, O my soul? He shed those tears for thee!