1 O Thou, Who through this holy week
Didst suffer for us all;
The sick to heal, the lost to seek,
To raise up them that fall:

2 We cannot understand the woe
Thy love was pleased to bear;
O Lamb of God, we only know
That all our hopes are there.

3 Thy feet the path of suffering trod,
Thy hand the victory won:
What shall we render to our God
For all that He hath done?

Amen.