HYMN Lyrics Text: At The Cross | Lent | Stations Of The Cross

1. At the cross her stations keeping

Stood the mournful mother weeping

Close to Jesus to the last

2. Through her heart His sorrow

sharing

all His bitter anguish bearing

now at length the sword has passed

3. Oh, how sad and sore distressed

Was that mother highly blest,

Of the sole begotten one!

4. Christ above in torment hangs.

She beneath beholds the pangs

Of her dying glorious son

5. Is there one who would not weep

Whelmed in miseries so deep

Christ’s dear mother to behold?

6. For the sins of His own nation

saw Him hang in desolation,

till his spirit forth He sent.

7. O thou mother fount of Love

Touch my spirit from above

Make my heart with thine accord.

8. Make me feel as thou hast felt

Make my soul to glow and melt

With the Love of Christ, my Lord

9. Holy mother pierce me through

In my heart each wound renew

With the love of Christ my Lord

10. Let me share with thee His pain

Who for all my sins was slain.

Who for me in torments died.

11. Can the human heart refrain

From partaking in her pain?

in that mother’s pan untold?

12. Bruised, derided, cursed, defiled.

She beheld her tender child.

All with bloody scourges rent

13. Let me mingle tears with thee

Mourning Him who mourned for me

Al the days that I may live.

14. By the cross with thee to stay

there with thee to weep and pray

is all I ask of thee to give

15. Virgin of all virgins blest!

Listen to my fond request:

Let me share thy grief divine