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42  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.

By the darkness thick as night, Blotting out the sun from sight; By the cry with which in death Thou didst yield thy parting breath,— Jesu, Saviour, &c.

By thy weeping mother's woe, By the sword that pierc'd her through, When in anguish standing by, On the cross she saw thee die,— Jesu, Saviour, &c.

 

By the first bright Easter-day, When the stone was roll'd away; 