Hymn CCXXVII. Common Metre. The Brazen Serpent

So did the Hebrew prophet raise The brazen serpent high; The wounded felt immediate ease, The sick forbore to die.

"Look upward in th' expiring hour And live," the prophet cries, But Christ performs a nobler cure, When faith lifts up her eyes.

High on the cross, the Saviour hung, High in the heavens he reigns; Here sinners by the serpent stung Look and forget their pains.

When God's own son is lifted up, A dying world revives; The Jew beholds the blessed hope, Th' expiring Gentile lives.