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EAR the Cros the Saviour bearing

Stood the mother lone, depairing,

Bitter tears down falling fat.

Wearied was her heart with grieving,

Worn her breat with orrow heaving,

Through her oul the word had paed.

Ah! how ad and broken-hearted

Was that bleed mother, parted

From the God-begotten One!

How her loving heart did languih

When me aw the mortal anguih

Which o'erwhelmed her peerles Son.