Have we no tears to shed for him,

While soldiers scoff, and Jews deride?

Ah! look, how patiently he hangs—

Jesus, our Love, is crucified!

2 What was thy crime, my dearest Lord?

By earth, by heaven, thou hast been tried,

And guilty found of too much love;

Jesus, our Love, is crucified!

3 Found guilty of excess of love,

It was thine own sweet will that tied

Thee tighter far than helpless nails;

Jesus, our Love, is crucified!

4 O break, O break, hard heart of mine!

Thy weak self-love and guilty pride

His Pilate and his Judas were;

Jesus, our Love, is crucified!