1 Sinful world, behold the anguish
Of our Saviour on the tree!
See his soul and body languish,
Us from sin and death to free.
O such depth of pain and woe
Never mortal heart did know!

2 Hand and foot by sinners wounded,
Bruised and tortured, head bowed down,
Hangs our Saviour now surrounded
By His foes, their thorns His crown.
O such depth of pain and woe
Never mortal heart did know!

3 Hear His cry in prayer and pleading,
"Father, to Thy hands commend
I my spirit; light and leading
In this hour of darkness send."
O such depth of pain and woe
Never mortal heart did know!

4 Rent the temple veil, all nature
Wrapped in gloom of midday night,
Eye and heart of every creature
Weep with pity at the sight.
O such depth of pain and woe
Never mortal heart did know!

5 Sinful heart, in deep contrition
Bow before the Crucified;
Contemplate His grievous passion,
Own that for thy sins He died.
O such love as He hath shown
Never mortal heart hath known.