(AD SEXTAM)

(Hora qui ductus tertia)
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O Christ, who in that hour of dread
Forth as a sacrifice wast led;
Who, to retrieve our grievous loss,
Didst bear the burden of the cross.
O may Thy Love our hearts inflame;
Be Thy pure life our constant aim;
That we may win the heavenly rest,
And share the glories of the blest.
To Thee be highest honours paid,
O Christ, who wast by man betrayed;
Who on the cross of anguish sore
Didst die, that we might die no more.
(Crucem pro nobis subiit)
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For us the cruel cross He bare,
Endured the thirst while hanging there--
O Jesus! Thou hast anguish borne,
Thy hands and feet with nails were torn.
Honour and blessing be to Thee,
O Christ, who hung upon the tree,
Who, by the offering of Thy grace,
Didst save from death our fallen race.