Jesu! Be Thy Suffering Love

Jesu! Be Thy suf­fer­ing love

Now my me­di­ta­tion:

Aid me from Thy throne ab­ove:

Bless my con­tem­pla­tion.

Now un­to mine heart ap­pear

As

for my sal­va­tion

Thou wast once a suf­fer­er here—

Thou our ex­pi­ation!

Let my faith be­hold Thee

Lord

As for me sur­round­ed

With de­ri­sion

with the sword

Of re­vil­ers wound­ed:

Lo! the scourge—the crown of thorn

Spear and nails all rend Thee!

Lo! Thy cru­el foes with scorn

On the cross ex­tend Thee!

Let me not in vain be­hold

What Thou hast en­dur­èd:

Lord

the cause—the fruit un­fold—

Fruit Thy death pro­cur­èd:

Lord

to Thee the cause I own

I and my trans­gress­ion:

Not Thy hea­then foes alone

Owe to Thee con­fess­ion.

Let me still with sor­row­ing heart

Be Thy griefs re­view­ing;

Nor by sin new grief im­part

All Thy wounds re­new­ing.

Therein shall I plea­sure take—

When for my trans­gress­ion

God did an atone­ment make

Great be­yond ex­press­ion?