137. Oh, Darkest Woe

1 Oh, darkest woe!
O tears, forth flow!
Has earth so sad a wonder?
God the Father's only Son
Now is buried yonder.

2 Oh, sorrow dread!
God's Son is dead!
But by his expiation
Of our guilt upon the cross
Gained for us salvation.

3 Lo, stained with blood,
The Lamb of God,
The Bridegroom, lies before you,
Pouring out his life that he
May to life restore you.

4 How blest shall be
Eternally
Who oft in faith will ponder
Why the glorious Prince of life
Should be buried yonder.

5 O Jesus blest,
My Help and Rest,
With tears I now entreat you:
Make me love you to the last
Till in heav'n I greet you.

Text Information
First Line: Oh, darkest woe!
Title: Oh, Darkest Woe
Author (st. 1): Friedrich von Spee, 1591-1635
Author (st. 2-5): Johann Rist, 1607-67 (abr.)
Translator (st. 1, 3-5): Catherine Winkworth, 1827-78 (alt.)
Meter: 44 776
Language: English
Publication Date: 1993
Topic: Good Friday
Source: Tr. composite st. 2
Tune Information
Name: O TRAURIGKEIT, O HERZELEID
Meter: 44 776
Key: e minor
Source: Himmlische Harmony, Mainz, 1628, alt.
Copyright: Setting: © 1982 Concordia Publishing House. Used by permission of CPH.



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