O thou, who through this holy week,
didst suffer for us all;
the sick to heal, the lost to seek,
to raise up them that fall:
We cannot understand the woe
thy love was pleased to bear;
O Lamb of God, we only know
that all our hopes are there.
Thy feet the path of suff’ring trod,
thy hand the vict’ry won:
what shall we render to our God
for all that he hath done?
To God, the blessed Three in One,
all praise and glory be:
crown, Lord, thy servants who have won
the victory through thee.
John Mason Neale