1. He dies, the Friend of sinners dies,
Lo, Salem’s daughters weep around;
A solemn darkness veils the skies,
A sudden trembling shakes the ground.
2. Come, saints, and drop a tear or two,
For Him who groaned beneath your load;
He shed a thousand drops for you–
A thousand drops of richer blood.
Author: Isaac Watts
Hesperian Harp: Page 10
Instrumentation: SATB Recorders, Guitars, Voices (real instruments)