O come and mourn with me awhile; O come ye to the Saviour's side; O come, together let us mourn: Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. Have we no tears to shed for him, While soldiers scoff and Jews deride? Ah, look how patiently he hangs: Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. How fast his hands and feet are nailed; His throat with parching thirst is dried; His failing eyes are dimmed with blood: Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. Seven times, he spake, seven words of love; And all three hours his silence cried For mercy on the souls of men: Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. O love of God! O sin of man! In this dread act your strength is tried; And victory remains with love: Jesus, our Lord, is crucified.