God the Fa­ther, God the Son,
God the Spi­rit, Three in One,
Hear us from Thy heavenly throne,
Spare us, Holy Trinity.

Jesus, who for us didst bear,
Scorn and sorrow, toil and care,
Hearken to our lowly prayer;
Hear us, Holy Je­su.

By that hour of agony,
Spent while Thine apostles three
Slumbered in Geth­se­ma­ne,
Hear us, Holy Je­su.

By the prayer Thou thrice didst pray
That the cup might pass away,
So Thou mightest still obey,
Hear us, Holy Je­su.

By the kiss of treachery,
To Thy foes betraying Thee,
By Thy harsh captivity,
Hear us, Holy Je­su.

By the scourging Thou hast borne,
By the purple robe of scorn,
By the reed and crown of thorn,
Hear us, Holy Je­su.

By the insult of the Jews,
When Barabbas they would choose,
And did Thee their King refuse,
Hear us, Holy Je­su.

By Thy going forth to die,
When they raised the wicked cry,
Crucify Him, crucify!
Hear us, Holy Je­su.

By the cross which Thou didst bear,
By the cup they bade Thee share,
Mingled gall and vinegar,
Hear us, Holy Je­su.

By Thy nailing to the tree,
By the title over Thee,
By the gloom of Cal­va­ry,
Hear us, Holy Je­su.

By the parting of Thy clothes,
By the mocking of Thy foes,
As they watched Thy dying woes,
Hear us, Holy Je­su.

By Thy seven words then said,
By the bowing of Thy head,
By Thy numbering with the dead,
Hear us, Holy Je­su.

When temptation sore is rife,
When we faint amidst the strife.
Thou, whose death hath been our life,
Save us, Holy Je­su.

While on stormy seas we toss,
Let us count all things as loss
But Thee only on Thy cross,
Save us, Holy Je­su.

So, with hope in Thee made fast,
When death’s bitterness is past,
We may see Thy face at last,
Save us, Holy Je­su.