O hour of doom of heartfelt gloom

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1 O hour of doom,
Of heartfelt gloom,
Why should there not be sighing?
Soon shall God the Father’s Son
In the tomb be lying.

2 Men’s sinful deed
Has made to bleed
This innocent, the lowly,
Lest the wrath of righteousness
Fall on heads unholy.

3 The Bridegroom see
On Calvary,
O bride of Christ is bleeding;
On the altar-cross for thee
Hear Him interceding!

4 The lips, whence sped
Life to the dead,
Silence now are keeping;
Let the crowd about the cross
Watch with wail and weeping.

5 O happy he
Who constantly
Thinks, with tears unnumbered,
How the very Lord of lords
’Neath the death-pall slumbered.

6 O Jesu blest,
My hope, my rest!
Grant, with tears, I pray thee,
I may live and I may die
Yearning to obey Thee!

Source: The Cyber Hymnal #8680

Author: Epiphanius Wilson

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First Line: O hour of doom of heartfelt gloom
Author: Epiphanius Wilson
Language: English
Copyright: Public Domain


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