827    7.6.     J. Hart
“And they shall mourn for him.” Zech. 12. 10

1 Suffering Saviour, Lamb of God,
  How hast thou been usèd?
  With the Almighty’s wrathful rod
  Soul and body bruisèd!

2 We, for whom thou once wast slain,
  We, whose sins did pierce thee,
  Now commemorate thy pain,
  And implore thy mercy.

3 We would with thee sympathise
  In thy bitter passion;
  With soft hearts and weeping eyes
  See thy great salvation.

4 [Thine’s an everlasting love;
  We have dearly tried thee;
  Whom have we in heaven above,
  Whom on earth beside thee?

5 What can helpless sinners do
  When temptations seize us?
  Nought have we to look unto
  But the blood of Jesus.]

6 Pardon all our baseness, Lord;
  All our weakness pity;
  Guide us safely by thy word
  To the heavenly city.

7 O sustain us on the road
  Through this desert dreary;
  Feed us with thy flesh and blood
  When we’re faint and weary.

8 Bid us call to mind thy cross,
  Our hard hearts to soften;
  Often, Saviour, feast us thus,
  For we need it often.