And say to Him who loves Thee best, And sent Thee to a world distressed, His blessing to impart,-- "Hear Thou the sinner's mournful cries, Accept his preferred sacrifice, A broken, contrite heart."
Blest Spirit, who in holy flame, At Pentecost all powerful came,-- Our sin-stained souls renew; And by Thine all-consuming fire, Consume our sin and vile desire, And make us pure and true.
To God who dwells in highest heaven, Be endless praise and glory given,-- And praise to Christ the Son. And to the Holy Spirit blest, For comfort and for gifts the best,-- Immortal Three in One.
By Thine own hand the gift was given Of wealth, and hope of highest heaven; But, fool at heart, Thy grace was spurned, And from my Father's house I turned.
O, hear my plaint, I cry to Thee; Be pitiful, and pardon me, For I have sinned; O, give me grace To seek in penitence Thy face.
Yea, I repent in anguish low; Give me again Thy love to know; And if a servant's place remain, Take me in mercy back again.
Lord, Thou art good and kind, And full of tender grace; Now make Thy countenance to shine, And let me see Thy face.
For O, my heart is sad, Because my sin I know; And though I strive, I fail, And still ungodly grow.
And all my aims are lost, And all my striving vain,-- Wilt Thou refresh my soul, And visit me again?
'Tis morning when the sun Upon the mountain glows; 'Tis evening when the shade Upon the valleys grows;
And when Thy face I see, 'Tis morning in my soul; But when Thou turn'st away, The evening shadows roll.
And night comes on apace, And all forlorn I sigh;-- O, bid the morning dawn, Look on me lest I die.
O, Thou art good and kind, And full of tender grace; Now make Thy countenance to shine, And let me see Thy face.
O Lord of Life, when mortals call, And freedom seek from earthly thrall, Hear Thou in heaven and save us all, In mercy, Lord.
O Full of Mercy, when we groan, Because of sin our spirits own, Hear, who for sinners didst atone, In mercy, Lord.
O Full of Pity, when we bear To Thy blest feet our cankering care, Take of our weary load a share, In mercy, Lord.
O Full of Grace! when sufferers tell The grief Thou knowest, Lord, so well, Come, with the broken-hearted dwell, In mercy, Lord.
When, lured by hope, our spirits rise To where Thou beckonest from the skies; Then, be eternal life the prize, In mercy, Lord.