Scripture Verse

They crucified Him, and two others with Him, one on either side, and Jesus in the midst. John 19:18


Edward Caswall
National Portrait Gallery


Words: From the ap­pen­dix to the Ro­man Bre­vi­ary (Bo­lo­gna, It­aly: 1827) (As­pice, in­fa­mi De­us ip­se lig­no). Trans­lat­ed from La­tin to Eng­lish by Ed­ward Cas­wall in his Ly­ra Ca­tho­li­ca, 1849, page 65.

Music: Scott Wer­de­baugh, 2017 (🔊 pdf nwc).

Scott Werdebaugh


See! where in shame the God of glo­ry hangs,
All bathed in His own blood:
See! how those nails pierce with a thousand pangs
Those hands so good.

Th’All Holy, as a minister of ill,
Betwixt two thieves they place;
Oh, deed unjust! yet such the cruel will
Of Israel’s race.

Pale grows His face, and fixed His languid eye;
His wearied head He bends;
And rich in merits, forth with one loud cry
His Spi­rit sends.

O heart more hard than iron! not to weep
At this; thy sin it was
That wrought His death; of all these torments deep
Thou art the cause.

Praise, honor, glo­ry be through endless time
To th’ev­er­last­ing God;
Who wash’d away our deadly stain of crime
In His own blood.