Near the cross our station taking,

Earthly cares and joys forsaking,

Meet it is for us to mourn:

’Twas for us he came from heaven,

’Twas for us his heart was riven;

All his griefs for us were borne.

2 When no eye its pity gave us,

When there was no arm to save us,

He his love and power displayed:

By his stripes our help and healing,

By his death our life revealing,

He for us the ransom paid.

3 Jesus, may thy love constrain us,

That from sin we may refrain us,

In thy griefs may deeply grieve;

Thee our best affections giving,

To thy praise and honor living,

May we in thy glory live!