Were You There

Were you there when they crucified my Lord?

Were you there when they crucified my Lord?
Oh! Sometimes it causes me to tremble, tremble, tremble.
Were you there when they crucified my Lord?

Were you there when they nailed him to the tree?
Were you there when they nailed him to the tree?
Oh! Sometimes it causes me to tremble, tremble, tremble.
Were you there when they nailed him to the tree?

Were you there when they laid him to the tomb?
Were you there when they laid him to the tomb?
Oh! Sometimes it causes me to tremble, tremble, tremble.
Were you there when they laid him to the tomb?

Were you there when they rolled the stone away?
Were you there when they rolled the stone away?
Oh! Sometimes it causes me to tremble, tremble, tremble.
Were you there when they rolled the stone away?

 Traditional, Anonymous

O Sacred Head Surrounded

O Sacred Head, surrounded

By crown of piercing thorn.
O Bleeding Head, so wounded, 
Reviled and put to scorn.
Our sins have marred the glory
Of thy most holy Face,
Yet angel hosts adore thee,
And tremble as they gaze.

The Lord of ever'y nation
Was hung upon a tree;
His death was our salvation, 
Our sins, his agony.
O Jesus, by thy Passion, 
Thy Life in us increase;
Thy death for us did fashion
Our pardon and our peace.

 Sir W. H. Baker, Melvin Farell, S.S.,