Thou Man of Sorrows, Hail!

Thou Man of Sor­rows

hail!

Receive my ad­or­ation:

On Thee the Fa­ther laid

Grief for my con­so­la­tion.

Thanks for Thy ang­uish

Lord

Bonds

stripes en­dured by Thee;

Thanks

Lord for all Thy grief

Thy last sad ago­ny!

Thy con­flict is our crown;

Thy death our life in Heav­en;

Lord

by Thy bonds to us

Is end­less free­dom giv­en.

Thy cross our sol­ace is

Thy wounds sal­va­tion give;

Thy blood our ran­som price

By this we sin­ners live.

O may Thy wounds

we pray

Be to our sins for heal­ing;

Sustain us at the last

Hope through Thy death re­veal­ing;

O Je­su! grant to us

That

through Thine ago­ny

Thy suf­fer­ings

cross and pain

We ne’er for­sak­en be.