247. O thou, whose tender mercy hears

1 O thou whose tender mercy hears
Contrition's humble sigh;
Whose hand indulgent, wipes the tears
From sorrow's weeping eye!

2 See! low before the throne of grace
A wretched wanderer mourn.
Hast thou not bide me seek thy face?
Hast thou not said, return?

3 Absent from thee, my guide, my light!
Without one cheering ray;
Through dangers, fears, and gloomy night,
How desolate my way!

4 O shine on this benighted heart,
With beams of mercy shine;
And let thy healing voice impart
A taste of joys divine.

5 Thy presence only can bestow
Delights, which never cloy.
Be this my solace, here below,
And my eternal joy.

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First Line: O thou, whose tender mercy hears
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1814
Topic: Repentance and Conversion
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