Alfred H. Miles, ed. The Sacred Poets of the Nineteenth Century. 1907.
By Hymns. III. “When our heads are bow’d with woe”Henry Hart Milman (1791–1868)
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When our bitter tears o’erflow,
When we mourn the lost, the dear,
Gracious Son of Mary, hear!
Thou, our mortal griefs hast borne;
Thou hast shed the human tear;
Gracious Son of Mary, hear!
For our own departed souls;
When our final doom is near,
Gracious Son of Mary, hear!
Thou the blood of life hast shed;
Thou hast fill’d a mortal bier;
Gracious Son of Mary, hear!
With the thought of all its sin;
When the spirit shrinks with fear,
Gracious Son of Mary, hear!
Though the sins were not Thine own,
Thou hast deign’d their load to bear;
Gracious Son of Mary, hear!