Jesus Condemned by L. D. A. S.

Pacific Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Oakland, California · Jul 18, 1878

Jesus Condemned.

By L. D. A. S.

Behold the precious Lamb of God, Before the priests is brought again, 'Mid cruel enemies to be, Condemned and judged by guilty men.

The evening mob, with frantic cries, Discordant shrieks, and bitter strife, Like fiends incarnate, cry for blood, And clamor madly for his life.

Caiaphas in his glittering robe, Upon the throne is seated high, With taunting word and bitter tone, Condemns the Son of God to die.

And yet, he meekly bore the scorn, The shameful jest, the cruel word, And from his pure unsullied lips No wrathful answer e'er was heard.

My guilty Soul; was it for thee— Thy Saviour all these sorrows bore? Was it for thee, in wondrous love The piercing "crown of thorns" he wore?

And shalt thou not accept his grace, With tearful eyes and grateful heart, Lest when he comes, in glorious might, Thou hear'st the dreadful word "Depart." L. D. A. S.