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By the anguished sigh that told
Treachery Turked within Thy fold;
From Thy seat above the sky,

Hear our solemn litany !
4 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!
5 By Thy deep expiring groan;

By the sad sepulchral stone ;
By the vault, whose dark abode
Held in vain the rising God :
Oh ! from earth to heaven restored,
Mighty, re-ascended Lord,
Listen, listen to the cry
Of our solemn litany!

R. Grant.

406

L. M. With broken heart, and contrite sigh, A trembling sinner, Lord, I cry; Thy pardoning grace is rich and free;

O God, be merciful to me! 2 I smite upon my troubled breast,

With deep and conscious guilt oppressed; Christ His Cross my only plea ;

O God, be merciful to me!
3 Far off I stand with tearful eyes

Nor dare uplift them to the skies ;
But Thou dost all my anguish see;
O God, be merciful to me!

4 Nor alms, nor deeds that I have done

Can for a single sin atone;
To Calvary alone I flee ;

O God, be merciful to me! 5 And when, redeemed from sin and hell,

With all the ransomed throng I dwell,
My raptured song shall ever be,
God has been merciful to me!

C. Elven.

407

7s, 6s. 81. O JESUS, Thou art standing

Outside the fast-closed door,
In lowly patience waiting

To pass the threshold o'er :
Shame on us, Christian brothers,

His Name and sign who bear :
Oh, shame, thrice shame upon us,

To keep Him standing there ! 2 0 Jesus, Thou art knocking :

And lo! that hand is scarred,
And thorns Thy brow encircle,

And tears Thy face have marred :
O love that passeth knowledge,

So patiently to wait !
O sin that hath no equal,

So fast to bar the gate ?
3 O Jesus, Thou art pleading

In accents meek and low,
“I died for you, My children,

And will ye treat Me so ?”
O Lord, with shame and sorrow

We open now the door :
Dear Saviour, enter, enter,
And leave us nevermore.

W. W. How.

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408

78,6s. 81. I KNOW no life divided,

O Lord of life ! from Thee ;
In Thee is life provided

For all mankind and me;
I know no death, O Jesus !

Because I live in Thee ;
Thy death it is which frees us

From death eternally.
2 I fear no tribulation,

Since, whatsoe'er it be,
It makes no separation

Between my Lord and me :
If Thou, my God and teacher ;

Vouchsafe to be my own,
Though poor, I shall be richer

Than monarch on his throne.
3 Lord ! with this truth impress me,

And write it on my heart,
To comfort, cheer, and bless me,

That Thou my Saviour art ;
Without Thy love to guide me,

I should be wholly lost ;
The floods would quickly hide me,
On life's wide ocean tost.

(German) C. J. P. Spitta. Tr. R. Massie. 409

7s, 6s. 81. O JESUS, our Salvation,

Lo at Thy cross we lie ;
Lord, in Thy great compassion,

Hear our bewailing cry.
We come to Thee with mourning,

We come to Thee in woe;
With contrite hearts returning,

And tears that overflow.

2 O gracious Intercessor,

O Priest within the veil,
Plead, for each lost transgressor,

The blood that cannot fail.
We spread our sins before Thee,

We tell them one by one ;
Oh, for Thy Name's great glory,

Forgive all we have done.
3 Oh, by Thy cross and passion,

Thy tears and agony,
And crown of cruel fashion,

And death on Calvary ;
By all that untold suffering

Endured by Thee alone,
O Priest ! O spotless Offering,
Plead for us, and atone.

J. Hamilton. 410

L. M. JESUS, the sinner's friend ! to Thee, Lost and undone, for aid I fee ; Weary of earth, myself, and sin,

Open Thine arms, and take me in. 2 Pity and heal my sin-sick soul ;

'Tis Thou alone canst make me whole; I cannot rest till Thou art mine,

Until in me Thine image shine. 3 At last I own it cannot be

That I should fit myself for Thee ;
Here then, to Thee, I all resign;

Thine is the work, and only Thine.
4 What can I say, Thy grace to move ?

Lord ! I am sin, but Thou art love ;
I give up every plea beside ;
Lord ! I'm condemned, but Thou hast died.

C. Wesley.

411

L. M. Just as I am, without one plea, But that Thy blood was shed for me, And that Thou bid'st me come to Thee,

O Lamb of God, I come.

2 Just as I am, and waiting not

To rid my soul of one dark blot,
To Thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot,

O Lamb of God, I come.
3 Just as I am, though tossed about

With many a conflict, many a doubt,
Fightings and fears within, without,

O Lamb of God, I come.
4 Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind,

Sight, riches, healing of the mind,
Yea, all I need, in Thee to find,

O Lamb of God, I come.
5 Just as I am, Thou wilt receive,

Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve ;
Because Thy promise I believe,

O Lamb of God, I come.
6 Just as I am, Thy love unknown

Has broken every barrier down ;
Now to be Thine, yea, Thine alone,
O Lamb of God, I come.

C. Elliott.

7,7,7,5.

412

LORD of mercy and of might,
Of mankind the life and light,
Maker, teacher infinite,

Jesus, hear and save.

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