Did Christ o'er sinners weep
And shall our cheeks be dry?
Let floods of penitential grief
Spring forth from every eye

The Son of God in tears
Angels with wonder see
Be thou astonished, O my soul
He shed those tears for thee

He wept that we might weep
Each sin demands a tear:
In heaven alone, no sin is found
And there's no weeping there

Did Christ o'er sinners weep
And shall our cheeks be dry?
Let floods of penitential grief
Spring forth from every eye