Hymn
O thou who through death's agony
For man didst break sin's barrier down,
Bring us to find true peace in thee,
Jesus, who art the Virgin's crown.
A bitter potion thou didst drain
'Mid cruel scorn and suffering
Thou spotless Lamb for sinners slain,
O Lord Most High, eternal King.
To all thy faithful, who this day
Thy sacred Passion bear in mind,
Give saving health and grace to pray,
Jesus, Redeemer of mankind.
Upon the altar of the tree
Flowed forth in streams thy Blood divine,
O Jesus, King of clemency.
In whom the Father's light doth shine.
O Blood of Christ whose glorious might
Did strike the demon with despair,
Grant we may come in robes of white
The Lamb's great marriage feast to share.
To Christ, the Lord of Majesty,
Betrayed and sold to set us free,
Who suffered on the cruel tree,
Be praise and honor endlessly. Amen.
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