By The Blood That Flowed From Thee

By the Blood that flowed from Thee
In Thy bitter agony By the scourge
so meekly borne By Thy purple robe of scorn

Jesus Savior hear our cry
Thou wert suff'ring once as we
Hear the loving litany
We Thy children sing to Thee

By the thorns that crowned Thy Head
By Thy scepter of a reed
By the scourge so meekly borne
Weighed beneath Thy cross of woe