Near the cross, her vigil keeping,
Stood the mother, worn with weeping,
Where He hung, the dying Lord;
Through her soul, in anguish groaning,
Bowed in sorrow, sighing, moaning,
Passed the sharp and piercing sword.
O the weight of her affliction!
Hers, who won God’s benediction,
Hers, who bore God’s Holy One:
O that speechless, ceaseless yearning!
O those dim eyes never turning
From her wondrous, suffering Son!
十字架前，徹夜難眠，
椎心瀝血，淚滿襟前。
母子深情，轉眼卅年，
哀哉我主，今被高懸。
悲痛嗚咽，憂急交煎，
刀俎釜鉞，誰人來憐？
懷胎十月，茹苦難言，
上帝恩寵，福分萬千。
眼雖朦朧，心比石堅，
須臾不離，聖子身邊。
道成肉身，受苦人間，
奇妙救主，今朝升天。