O sorrow deep! Who would not weep With heartfelt pain and sighing? God the Father's only Son In the tomb is lying. O Jesus blest, My help and rest, With tears I pray thee, hear me: Now, and even unto death, Dearest Lord, be near me.
O sorrow deep! Who would not weep With heartfelt pain and sighing? God the Father's only Son In the tomb is lying. O Jesus blest, My help and rest, With tears I pray thee, hear me: Now, and even unto death, Dearest Lord, be near me.