Text: | When our heads are bowed with woe |
Author: | H. H. Milman |
1 When our heads are bowed with woe,
When our bitter tears o’erflow,
When we mourn the lost, the dear,
Jesus, Son of Mary, hear!
2 Thou our throbbing flesh hast worn,
Thou our mortal griefs hast borne,
Thou hast shed the human tear;
Jesus, Son of Mary, hear!
3 When the solemn death-bell tolls
For our own departing souls,
When our final doom is near,
Jesus, Son of Mary, hear!
4 Thou hast bowed the dying head,
Thou the blood of life hast shed,
Thou hast filled a mortal bier;
Jesus, Son of Mary, hear!
5 When the heart is sad within,
With the thought of all its sin,
When the spirit shrinks with fear,
Jesus, Son of Mary, hear!
6 Thou the shame, the grief, hast known,
Though the sins were not Thine own;
Thou hast deigned their load to bear!
Jesus, Son of Mary, hear!
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First Line: | When our heads are bowed with woe |
Author: | H. H. Milman |
Publication Date: | 1918 |
Topic: | Cross and Comfort |
Notes: | Tune: REDHEAD NO. 47 |