Our load was laid on Thee; Thou stoodest in the sinner’s stead, Didst bear all ill for me. A victim led, Thy blood was shed; Now there’s no load for me. The Holy One did hide His face; O Christ, ’twas hid from Thee: Dumb darkness wrapped Thy soul a space, The darkness due to me. But now that face of radiant grace Shines forth in light on me.
