There was darkness over all the land.@Matthew 27:45

Ep­i­phan­i­us Wil­son, in The Academic Hymnal (New York: G. Schir­mer, 1899), num­ber 329.

O Trau­rig­keit (Mainz, Ger­ma­ny: 1628) (🔊 pdf nwc).

O hour of doom,
Of heartfelt gloom,
Why should there not be sighing?
Soon shall God the Father’s Son
In the tomb be lying.

Men’s sinful deed
Has made to bleed
This innocent, the lowly,
Lest the wrath of righteousness
Fall on heads unholy.

The Bridegroom see
On Calvary,
O bride of Christ is bleeding;
On the altar-cross for thee
Hear Him interceding!

The lips, whence sped
Life to the dead,
Silence now are keeping;
Let the crowd about the cross
Watch with wail and weeping.

O happy he
Who constantly
Thinks, with tears unnumbered,
How the very Lord of lords
’Neath the death-pall slumbered.

O Jesu blest,
My hope, my rest!
Grant, with tears, I pray thee,
I may live and I may die
Yearning to obey Thee!