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Rh By Thy tender mother's fears, By her many sighs and tears, As she sought Thee night and day, Turning back upon her way,— Child of Mary, &c.

By her wond'ring love and awe, In the Temple when she saw Thee, her child, so young and fair, Wiser than the wisest there,— Child of Mary, &c.

 

By the blood that flow'd from Thee In Thy bitter agony, By the scourge so meekly borne, By thy purple robe of scorn,—

Jesu, Saviour, hear our cry! Thou wert suffering once as we; Hear the loving Litany We, Thy children, sing to Thee.

By the thorns that crown'd Thy head, By Thy sceptre of a reed. By Thy footstep faint and slow, Weigh'd beneath Thy cross of woe,— Jesu, Saviour, &c.

By the nails and pointed spear, By Thy people's cruel jeer, By Thy dying prayer which rose Begging mercy for Thy foes,— Jesu, Saviour, &c. 