faith

Good Friday


O come and mourn with me awhile,
O come ye to the Savior's side;
O come, together let us mourn:
Jesus, our Lord, is crucified.

Seven times he spake, seven words of love;
And all three hours His silence cried
For mercy on the souls of men;
Jesus, our Lord, is crucified.

O break, o break, hard heart of mine;
Thy weak self-love and guilty pride
His Pilate and his Judas were:
Jesus, our Lord, is crucified.

A broken heart, a fount of tears,
Ask, and it 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:
Jesus, our Lord, is crucified.
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