| Now will I sing to my well-beloved a song of my beloved touching His vineyard. My well-beloved hath a vineyard in a very fruitful hill. (Isa. 5:1) |
| They took Him, and killed Him, and cast Him out of the vineyard. (Mark 12:8) |
| The vineyard which Thy right hand hath planted, and the branch that Thou madest strong for Thyself. Let Thy hand be upon the man of Thy right hand, upon the son of man whom Thou madest strong for Thyself. (Psa. 80:15,17) |
Lamb of God! when we behold Thee
Lowly in the manger laid;
Wandering as a homeless stranger
In the world Thy hands had made;
When we see Thee in the garden
In Thine agony of blood,
At Thy grace we are confounded,
Holy, spotless Lamb of God! |
