While our waiting souls adore Thee, Friend of helpless sinners, hear! By Thy mercy,
O deliver us, good Lord!
Taught by Thine unerring Spirit, Boldly we draw nigh to God; Only in Thy spotless merit, Only through Thy precious blood: By Thy mercy,
O deliver us, good Lord!
From the depth of nature's blindness, From the hardening power of sin, From all malice and unkindness, From the pride that lurks within, By Thy mercy,
O deliver us, good Lord!
When temptation sorely presses, In the day of Satan's power, In our times of deep distresses, In each dark and trying hour, By Thy mercy,
O deliver us, good Lord!
Jesu, may Thy promised blessing Comfort to our souls afford; May we, now Thy love possessing, And at length our full reward, Ever praise Thee,
Thee, our ever glorious Lord! Amen.
O LORD, turn not Thy face away From them that lowly lie, Lamenting sore their sinful life With tears and bitter cry.
To them that mourn their sin : O shut them not against us, Lord,
But let us enter in.
We need not to confess our fault, For surely Thou canst tell; What we have done, and what we are, Thou knowest very well.
Wherefore, to beg and to entreat, With tears we come to Thee; As children that have done amiss, Fall at their Father's knee.
And need we then, O Lord, repeat The blessing which we crave, When Thou dost know, before we speak, The thing that we would have?
Mercy, O Lord, mercy we ask, This is the total sum;
For mercy, Lord, is all our prayer, O let Thy mercy come! Amen.
SAVIOUR, when in dust to Thee Low we bow the adoring knee; When, repentant, to the skies Scarce we lift our weeping eyes; O, by all the pains and woe Suffered once for man below, Bending from Thy throne on high Hear our solemn litany.
By Thy helpless infant years; By Thy life of want and tears; By Thy days of sore distress In the savage wilderness;
By the dread mysterious hour Of the insulting tempter's power; Turn, O! turn, a favouring eye- Hear our solemn litany.
By the sacred griefs that wept O'er the grave where Lazarus slept; By the boding tears that flowed Over Salem's loved abode ; By the anguish'd sigh that told Treachery lurked within Thy fold; From Thy seat above the sky Hear our solemn litany.
By Thine hour of dire despair; By Thine agony of prayer;
By the cross, the nail, the thorn, Piercing spear, and torturing scorn; By the gloom that veiled the skies O'er the dreadful sacrifice; Listen to our humble cry- Hear our solemn litany.
By Thy deep expiring groan; By the sad sepulchral stone; By the vault whose dark abode Held in vain the rising God; O, from earth to heaven restored, Mighty re-ascended Lord, Listen, listen, to the cry
Of our solemn litany. Amen.
COME let us to the Lord our God With contrite hearts return;
Our God is gracious, nor will leave The desolate to mourn.
His voice commands the tempest forth, And stills the stormy wave; And though His arm be strong to smite, 'Tis also strong to save.
Long hath the night of sorrow reign'd, The dawn shall bring us light; God shall appear, and we shall rise With gladness in His sight.
Our hearts, if God we seek to know, Shall know Him, and rejoice; His coming like the morn shall be, Like morning songs His voice.
As dew upon the tender herb, Diffusing fragrance round; As showers that usher in the spring, And cheer the thirsty ground;
So shall His presence bless our souls, And shed a joyful light;
That hallow'd morn shall chase away The sorrows of the night. Amen.
Now let us join with hearts and tongues, And emulate the angels' songs;
Yea, sinners may address their King In songs that angels cannot sing.
They praise the Lamb who once was slain, But we can add a higher strain; Not only say, He suffered thus, But that He suffered all for us.
Jesus, who pass'd the angels by, Assumed our flesh to bleed and die; And still He makes it His abode, As man He fills the throne of God.
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