Did Christ o’er sinners weep,

And shall our cheeks be dry?

Let tears of penitential grief

Flow forth from every eye.

2 The Son of God in tears,

The wondering angels see;

Be thou astonished, O my soul,

He shed those tears for thee.

3 He wept that we might weep,

Each sin demands a tear,

In heaven alone no sin is found

And there’s no weeping there.