O come and mourn with me awhile

O come ye to the Saviour’s side;

O come, together let us mourn:

Jesus, our Lord, is crucified.

Have we no tears to shed for Him,

While soldiers scoff and Jews deride?

Ah! look how patiently He hangs:

Jesus, our Lord is crucified.

Seven times He spoke, seven words of love;

And all three hours His silence cried

For mercy on the souls of men:

Jesus, our Lord, is crucified.

Oh break, oh break, hard heart of mine!

Thy weak self-love and guilty pride

Betray’d, condemned, and scourg'd thy Lord;

pJesus, our Lord, is crucified.

A broken heart, a fount of tears,

Ask, and they will not be denied;

A broken heart love’s cradle is:

Jesus, our Lord, is crucified.

O love of God! O sin of man!

In this dread act your strength is tried;

And victory remains with love:

pFor He, our Lord is crucified.