English poem
Iii
And now the night is bringing dread, For guilt is resting on our head;-- O Christ, our prayers hear, Who bore our sorrows on the Cross, Who paid for us our priceless loss,-- And come in mercy near.
Versos English John Brownlie Iii
Versos English John Brownlie Iii
English poem
And now the night is bringing dread, For guilt is resting on our head;-- O Christ, our prayers hear, Who bore our sorrows on the Cross, Who paid for us our priceless loss,-- And come in mercy near.