Ah, holy Jesus, how hast thou offended
That we to judge thee have in hate pretended?
By foes derided, by thine own rejected
O most afflicted!
Who was the guilty? Who brought this upon thee?
Alas, my treason, Jesus, hath undone thee!
'Twas I, Lord Jesus, I it was denied thee;
I crucified thee
Lo, the Good Shepherd for the sheep is offered;
The slave hath sinned, and the Son hath suffered
For our atonement, while we nothing heeded
God interceded
For me, kind Jesus, was thy incarnation
Thy mortal sorrow, and thy life's oblation;
Thy death of anguish and thy bitter passion
for my salvation
Therefore, kind Jesus, since I cannot pay thee
I do adore thee, and will ever pray thee
Think on thy pity and thy love unswerving
Not my deserving
