You Did Not Listen To The Serpent - Hymn Lyrics

It was not You who listened to the serpent
It was my mother, who sinned
and listened to its call
It was not You who plucked from the garden
It was my mother, who plucked
illicitly of its fruit
You are holy and pure, whereas
I am the one who went astray and was lost
You are high in heaven, whereas
I am the son of the earth, whose
origin is its dust

(So why is it You who are crucified here
while I, the sinner, am free and haughty?)2
A wisdom, O Lord, I cannot comprehend
And a passion that is infinite and uplifting

How strange, O Lord, what happened
Why did they hate You that much?
You lived, my Master, for a time among them
Casting out hatred and discord from them
You were, O Holy, a compassionate heart
filling the world with love and peace
You were feet for the lame and hands
For the maimed, and a Father for the orphan
You raised the dead and opened
the eyes of the blind
and the lame took strength and stood up
So why did the world rise up against
Your tenderhearted Person and
multiply their hurts?

(So why is it You who are crucified here
while I, the sinner, am free and haughty?)2
A wisdom, O Lord, I cannot comprehend
And a passion that is infinite and uplifting

It is I, not You, who ought to
have been crucified
I, who am full of shame, who has
defiled my soul
I am the one, woe is me, who has
wasted his day
as I have wasted my yesterday
I am the one who runs after death,
and in
Carousing and drunkenness, digs
my own grave
I am the thirsty one who hastened
Begging the Serpent to fill my cup
O Crucified, You whose holiness was seen
By all in the ungrateful world
Whenever the eye tries to look
upon You
My ashamed soul covers it with tears

(So why is it You who are crucified here
while I, the sinner, am free and haughty?)2
A wisdom, O Lord, I cannot comprehend
And a passion that is infinite and uplifting