Text: | O wounded hands and feet! |
Translator: | John Brownlie |
I
O wounded hands and feet!
O heart, with spear thrust torn!
O brow, with blood drops falling down,
Beneath the stinging thorn!
O Jesus, Lord divine,
Why was such anguish Thine?
II
The angels were amazed,
The sun refused his light,
And they who knew that Christ was God,
Turned from the woeful sight;—
O Jesus, Lord divine,
Why was such anguish Thine?
III
My soul, can’st thou not tell?
Why such a sacrifice?
Hast thou no needs, for which alone
The cross can find supplies?
O Jesus, Lord divine,
Why was such anguish Thine?
IV
For thee the cross was reared;
For thee the Christ was slain;
For thee He sojourned with the dead,
And rose to life again;—
O Jesus, Lord divine,
Thus was the anguish Thine.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | O wounded hands and feet! |
Title: | O wounded hands and feet! |
Translator: | John Brownlie (1911) |
Meter: | 6,6,8,6,6,6 |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1911 |