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O sorrow deep! Who would not weep O Traurigkeit
4.4.7.7.6

Hymn Code:
316756653334321
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Hymnary.org
Organ
(CM) 		4/Em 282.1kb
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O darkest woe! Ye tears, forth flow! O Traurigkeit
4.4.7.7.6

Hymn Code:
316756653334321
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Cyberhymnal
Hymnary.org
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(CM) 		7/Em 168.6kb
3.3mb
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(CM) 		7/Em 476.7kb
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O sorrow deep! Who would not weep

Author: F von Spec

O sorrow deep! Who would not weep
with heartfelt pain and sighing!
God the Father's only Son
in the tomb is lying.

The Paschal Lamb, like Isaac's ram,
in blood was offered for us,
pouring out his life
that he might to life restore us.

Blest shall they be eternally
who ponder in their weeping
that the glorious Prince of Life
should in death be sleeping,

O Jesus blest, my help and rest,
with tears I pray thee, hear me:
now, and even unto death,
dearest Lord, be near me.

O darkest woe! Ye tears, forth flow!

Author: Johann Rist

O darkest woe!
Ye tears, forth flow!
Has earth so sad a wonder?
God the Father’s only Son
Now lies buried yonder.

O sorrow dread!
God’s Son is dead!
But by His expiation
Of our guilt upon the cross
Gained for us salvation.

O sinful man,
it was the ban
Of death on thee that brought Him
Down to suffer for thy sins,
And such woe hath wrought Him.

Behold thy Lord,
the Lamb of God
Blood sprinkled lies before thee,
Pouring out His life that He
May to life restore thee.

O Ground of faith,
Laid low in death,
Sweet lips, now silent sleeping!
Surely all that live must mourn
Here with bitter weeping.

O blest shall be
Eternally
Who oft in faith will ponder
Why the glorious Prince of Life
Should be buried yonder.

O Jesus blest,
my Help and Rest!
With tears I pray, Lord hear me,
Make me love Thee to the last,
And in death be near me.