PART I
1
O dearest Jesus, what law hast Thou broken,
That such sharp sentence should on Thee be spoken?
Of what offences must Thou make confession,
Of what transgression?
2
With thorns they crown Thee; yea, they smite, they scourge Thee,
With cruel mockings to the cross they urge Thee;
Gall do they give Thee, harshly they decry Thee,
They crucify Thee.
3
Whence come these sorrows, whence this mortal anguish?
For my transgression, Thou, O Lord, must languish.
All Thou dost suffer, all Thou dost inherit,
This do I merit.
4
God’s Son, the righteous, here must die in sadness:
Man, the transgressor, now may live in gladness.
Man’s life was forfeit, yet he is acquitted –
God is committed.
5
O love so mighty, wondrous love unbounded,
Thai brought Thee hither, thus by foes surrounded!
I sought the pleasures, which the world doth offer;
Thou, Lord, must suffer.
PART II
6
O King most mighty, Lord of endless glory,
How shall I publish Thy most wondrous story?
No gifts are worthy; naught have I to proffer.
What dare I offer?
7
Yet unrequited, Lord, I would not leave Thee;
Shunning all evil that would wound and grieve Thee,
I will most humbly and with prayers most lowly
Quench fires unholy.
8
My own endeavour nevermore suffices
That I may vanquish lust that still entices;
Grant me Thy Spirit, who to good shall win me;
Reign Thou within me.
9
Lord, I will ponder on Thy grace unceasing,
Earth’s empty treasures shall no more be pleasing;
To do Thy bidding shall be my endeavour
Now and for ever.
10
And when, Lord Jesus, at Thy throne in heaven
The crown of glory shall to me be given,
Where all the ransomed sweetest hymns will raise Thee,
I, too, shall praise Thee.