Wartburg Hymnal ‎#156

156. Near the cross was Mary weeping

1 Near the cross was Mary weeping,
There her mournful station keeping,
Gazing on her dying Son.

2 There with speechless grief oppresséd,
Anguish-stricken, and distresséd;
Through her soul the sword had gone.

3 Who, upon that Sufferer gazing,
Bowed in sorrow so amazing,
Would not with His mother mourn?

4 'Twas our sins brought Him from heaven;
These the cruel nails had driven;
All His griefs for us were borne.

5 When no eye its pity gave us,
When there was no arm to save us,
He His love and power displayed.

6 By His stripes He wrought our healing;
By His death our life revealing,
He for us the ransom paid.

7 Jesus, my Thy love constrain us
That from sin we may refrain us,
In Thy griefs may deeply grieve.

8 Thee our best affections giving,
To Thy glory ever living,
May we in Thy glory live.

Text Information

• First Line: Near the cross was Mary weeping
• Translator: H. Mills
• Publication Date: 1918
• Source: From "Stabat Mater."
• Notes: Tune: STABAT MATER

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