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At the Cross her station keeping

Hymnal: The New English Hymnal #97 (1986) Meter: 8.8.7 D Lyrics: 1 At the Cross her station keeping, Stood the mournful Mother weeping, Close to Jesus at the last. Through her soul, of joy bereavèd, Bowed with anguish, deeply grieved, Now at lengthy the sword hath passed. 2 *O, that blessèd one, grief-laden, Blessèd Mother, blessèd Maiden, Mother of the all-holy One; O that silent, ceaseless mourning, O those dim eyes, never turning From that wondrous, suffering Son. 3 Who on Christ's dear Mother gazing, In her trouble so amazing, Born of woman, would not weep? Who on Christ's dear Mother thinking, Such a cup of sorrow drinking, Would not share her sorrow deep? 4 For his people's sins, in anguish, There she saw the victim languish, Bleed in torments, bleed and die: Saw the Lord's anointed taken; Saw her Child in death forsaken, Heard his last expiring cry. 5 In the Passion of my Maker, Be my sinful soul partaker, May I bear with her my part; Of his Passion bear the token, In a spirit bowed and broken Bear his death within my heart. 6 *May his wounds both wound and heal me, He enkindle, cleanse, anneal me, Be his Cross my hope and stay. May he, when the mountains quiver, From that flame which burns for ever Shield me on the judgement day. 7 Jesu, may thy Cross defend me, And thy saving death befriend me, Cherished by thy deathless grace; When to dust my dust returneth, Grant a soul that to thee yearneth In thy Paradise a place. Topics: The Christian Year Good Friday Languages: English Tune Title: STABAT MATER

At the cross her station keeping

Author: E. Caswall; R. Mant Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #103a (1898) Meter: 8.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 At the cross her station keeping Stood the mournful mother weeping, Where He hung, the dying Lord; For her soul of joy bereavèd, Bowed with anguish deeply grievèd, Felt the sharp and piercing sword. 2 Oh, how sad and sore distressèd, Now was she, that mother blessèd Of the sole-begotten One; Deep the woe of her affliction, When she saw the crucifixion Of her ever-glorious Son. 3 Who, on Christ's dear mother gazing, Pierced by anguish so amazing, Born of woman, would not weep? Who, on Christ's dear mother thinking, Such a cup of sorrow drinking, Would not share her sorrows deep? 4 For His people's sins chastisèd, She beheld her Son despisèd, Scourged and crowned with thorns entwined; Saw Him then from judgment taken, And in death by all forsaken, Till His spirit He resigned. 5 Jesu, may her deep devotion Stir in me the same emotion, Fount of love, Redeemer kind; That my heart fresh ardor gaining, And a purer love attaining, May with Thee acceptance find. Amen. Topics: Holy Week Languages: English Tune Title: STABAT MATER NO. 1

At the cross her station keeping

Author: E. Caswall; R. Mant Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #103b (1898) Meter: 8.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 At the cross her station keeping Stood the mournful mother weeping, Where He hung, the dying Lord; For her soul of joy bereavèd, Bowed with anguish deeply grievèd, Felt the sharp and piercing sword. 2 Oh, how sad and sore distressèd, Now was she, that mother blessèd Of the sole-begotten One; Deep the woe of her affliction, When she saw the crucifixion Of her ever-glorious Son. 3 Who, on Christ's dear mother gazing, Pierced by anguish so amazing, Born of woman, would not weep? Who, on Christ's dear mother thinking, Such a cup of sorrow drinking, Would not share her sorrows deep? 4 For His people's sins chastisèd, She beheld her Son despisèd, Scourged and crowned with thorns entwined; Saw Him then from judgment taken, And in death by all forsaken, Till His spirit He resigned. 5 Jesu, may her deep devotion Stir in me the same emotion, Fount of love, Redeemer kind; That my heart fresh ardor gaining, And a purer love attaining, May with Thee acceptance find. Amen. Topics: Holy Week Tune Title: STABAT MATER NO. 2

At the cross her station keeping

Author: R. Mant; E. Caswall Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #103c (1898) Meter: 8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 At the cross her station keeping Stood the mournful mother weeping, Where He hung, the dying Lord; For her soul of joy bereavèd, Bowed with anguish deeply grievèd, Felt the sharp and piercing sword. 2 Oh, how sad and sore distressèd, Now was she, that mother blessèd Of the sole-begotten One; Deep the woe of her affliction, When she saw the crucifixion Of her ever-glorious Son. 3 Who, on Christ's dear mother gazing, Pierced by anguish so amazing, Born of woman, would not weep? Who, on Christ's dear mother thinking, Such a cup of sorrow drinking, Would not share her sorrows deep? 4 For His people's sins chastisèd, She beheld her Son despisèd, Scourged and crowned with thorns entwined; Saw Him then from judgment taken, And in death by all forsaken, Till His spirit He resigned. 5 Jesu, may her deep devotion Stir in me the same emotion, Fount of love, Redeemer kind; That my heart fresh ardor gaining, And a purer love attaining, May with Thee acceptance find. Amen. Topics: Holy Week Tune Title: STABAT MATER NO. 3

At the cross her station keeping

Author: Jacopone Da Todi d. 1306; Edward Caswall, 1814-1878 Hymnal: Common Praise #104 (2000) Meter: 8.8.7 D Lyrics: 1 At the cross her station keeping stood the mournful Mother weeping, where he hung, the dying Lord; for her soul, of joy bereavèd, bowed with anguish, deeply grievèd, felt the sharp and piercing sword. 2 O how sad and sore distressèd now was she, that Mother blessèd of the sole-begotten one! Deep the woe of her affliction, when she saw the crucifixion of her ever-glorious Son. 3 Who, on Christ's dear Mother gazing pierced by anguish so amazing, born of woman, would not weep? Who, on Christ's dear Mother thinking such a cup of sorrow drinking, would not share her sorrows deep? 4 For his people's sins chastisèd, she beheld her Son despisèd, scourged, and crowned with thorns entwined; saw him then from judgement taken, and in death by all forsaken, till his spirit he resigned. 5 O good Jesu, let me borrow something of thy Mother's sorrow, fount of love, Redeemer kind, that my heart fresh ardour gaining, and a purer love attaining, may with thee acceptance find. Topics: Passiontide and Holy Week Scripture: Isaiah 53:1-2 Languages: English Tune Title: STABAT MATER

At the Cross her station keeping

Author: R. Mant; E. Caswall Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #108 (1920) Lyrics: 1 At the Cross her station keeping Stood the mournful mother weeping, Where He hung, the dying Lord, For her soul of joy bereaved, Bowed with anguish deeply grieved, Felt the sharp and piercing sword. 2 O how sad and sore distressed Now was she, that mother blessed Of the sole-begotten One, Deep the woe of her affliction, When she saw the crucifixion Of her ever-glorious Son. 3 Who, on Christ's dear mother gazing, Pierced by anguish so amazing, Born of woman, would not weep? Who, on Christ's dear mother thinking, Such a cup of sorrow drinking, Would not share her sorrows deep? 4 For His people's sins chastised, She beheld her Son despised, Scourged, and crowned with thorns entwined; Saw Him then from judgment taken, And in death by all forsaken, Till His spirit He resigned. 5 Jesus, may her deep devotion Stir in me the same emotion, Fount of love, Redeemer kind; That my heart fresh ardour gaining, And a purer love attaining, May with Thee acceptance find. Topics: Lent Holy Week Languages: English Tune Title: STABAT MATER

At the cross her station keeping

Author: Jacapone da Todi, 1228-1306; Edward Caswall, 1814-1878 Hymnal: CPWI Hymnal #149 (2010) Meter: 8.8.7 D Lyrics: 1 At the cross her station keeping stood the mournful Mother weeping, where he hung, the dying Lord; for her soul, of joy bereavèd, bowed with anguish, deeply grievèd, felt the sharp and piercing sword. 2 Oh, how sad and sore distressèd now was she, that Mother blessèd of the sole-begotten One; deep the woe of her affliction, when she saw the crucifixion of her ever-glorious Son. 3 Who, on Christ's dear Mother gazing pierced by anguish so amazing born of woman, would not weep? Who, on Christ's dear Mother thinking such a cup of sorrow drinking, would not share her sorrows deep? 4 For his people's sins chastisèd, she beheld her Son despisèd, scourged, and crowned with thorns entwined; saw him then from judgement taken, and in death by all forsaken, till his spirit he resigned. 5 Jesu, may her deep devotion stir in me the same emotion, fount of love, Redeemer kind, that my heart fresh ardour gaining, and a purer love attaining, may with thee acceptance find. Topics: Hymns for the Church Year Good Friday Scripture: John 19:26-27 Languages: English Tune Title: STABAT MATER

At the cross her station keeping

Author: Richard Mant; Edward Caswall Hymnal: The Hymnal #161 (1916) Meter: 8.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: At the cross her station keeping, Stood the mournful mother weeping, Where he hung, the dying Lord; For her soul of joy bereaved, Bowed with anguish, deeply grieved, Felt the sharp and piercing sword. O how sad and sore distressèd Now was she, that mother blessèd Of the sole-begotten One. Deep the woe of her affliction, When she saw the crucifixion Of her everglorious Son. Who, on Christ's dear mother gazing, Pierced by anguish so amazing, Born of woman, would not weep? Who, on Christ's dear mother thinking, Such a cup of sorrow drinking, Would not share her sorrows deep? For his people's sins chastised, She beheld her Son despised, Scourged, and crowned with thorns entwined; Saw him then from judgment taken, And in death by all forsaken, Till his spirit he resigned. Jesus, may her deep devotion Stir in me the same emotion, Fount of love, Redeemer kind; That my heart fresh ardour gaining And a purer love attaining, May with thee acceptance find. Amen. Topics: Holy Week; Sunday Schools Passiontide Languages: English Tune Title: STABAT MATER

At the cross her station keeping

Author: Edward Caswall (1814-1878); Jacopone da Todi (d. 1306) Hymnal: Ancient and Modern #177 (2013) Meter: 8.8.7 D Lyrics: 1 At the cross her station keeping stood the mournful Mother weeping, where he hung, the dying Lord; for her soul, of joy bereavèd, bowed with anguish, deeply grieved, felt the sharp and piercing sword. 2 O how sad and sore distressèd now was she, that Mother blessèd of the sole-begotten one! Deep the woe of her affliction, when she saw the crucifixion of her ever-glorious Son. 3 Who, on Christ's dear Mother gazing pierced by anguish so amazing, born of woman, would not weep? Who, on Christ's dear Mother thinking such a cup of sorrow drinking, would not share her sorrows deep? 4 For his people's sins chastised, she beheld her Son despised, scourged, and crowned with thorns entwined; saw him then from judgement taken, and in death by all forsaken, till his spirit he resigned. 5 O good Jesu, let me borrow something of thy Mother's sorrow, fount of love, Redeemer kind, that my heart fresh ardour gaining, and a purer love attaining, may with thee acceptance find. Topics: Church Year Good Friday; Good Friday; Good Friday; Grief; Mary Scripture: Luke 2:34-35 Languages: English Tune Title: STABAT MATER

At the Cross Her Station Keeping

Author: Jacopone da Todi, 1225-1306; Unknown Hymnal: Hymnal of Christian Unity #21 (1964) First Line: At the Cross her station keeping Topics: Lent Languages: English Tune Title: [At the Cross her station keeping]