"Thank You" Lord Jesus

What language shall I borrow
to thank thee, dearest friend,
for this thy dying sorrow,
thy pity without end?


O make me thine forever;
and should I fainting be,
Lord, let me never, never
outlive my love for thee.
 
From the hymn: "O sacred Head once wounded" (Bernard of Clairvaux)

Listen to the hymn.