| 作词 : Traditional | |
| Once Mary would go wandering, | |
| through all the land would run | |
| That she might find her Son | |
| that she might find her Son. | |
| Who met she as she journeyed forth? | |
| St. Peter that good man, | |
| who sadly did her scan | |
| who sadly did her scan. | |
| O tell me have you seen Him yet | |
| the one I love ??? | |
| God’s son whom I have lost | |
| the Son whom I have lost. | |
| To well, to well I have seen that Son, | |
| t’was by a palace gate | |
| most grievous was His state, | |
| most grievous was His state. | |
| O say, what wore He on His head? | |
| a crown of thorns He wore; | |
| a cross He also bore, | |
| a cross He also bore. | |
| Once Mary would go wandering, | |
| through all the land would run | |
| That she might find her Son | |
| that she might find her Son. |
| zuo ci : Traditional | |
| Once Mary would go wandering, | |
| through all the land would run | |
| That she might find her Son | |
| that she might find her Son. | |
| Who met she as she journeyed forth? | |
| St. Peter that good man, | |
| who sadly did her scan | |
| who sadly did her scan. | |
| O tell me have you seen Him yet | |
| the one I love nbsp??? | |
| God' s son whom I have lost | |
| the Son whom I have lost. | |
| To well, to well I have seen that Son, | |
| t' was by a palace gate | |
| most grievous was His state, | |
| most grievous was His state. | |
| O say, what wore He on His head? | |
| a crown of thorns He wore | |
| a cross He also bore, | |
| a cross He also bore. | |
| Once Mary would go wandering, | |
| through all the land would run | |
| That she might find her Son | |
| that she might find her Son. |
| zuò cí : Traditional | |
| Once Mary would go wandering, | |
| through all the land would run | |
| That she might find her Son | |
| that she might find her Son. | |
| Who met she as she journeyed forth? | |
| St. Peter that good man, | |
| who sadly did her scan | |
| who sadly did her scan. | |
| O tell me have you seen Him yet | |
| the one I love nbsp??? | |
| God' s son whom I have lost | |
| the Son whom I have lost. | |
| To well, to well I have seen that Son, | |
| t' was by a palace gate | |
| most grievous was His state, | |
| most grievous was His state. | |
| O say, what wore He on His head? | |
| a crown of thorns He wore | |
| a cross He also bore, | |
| a cross He also bore. | |
| Once Mary would go wandering, | |
| through all the land would run | |
| That she might find her Son | |
| that she might find her Son. |