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| Text: | The Penitent |
1 Prostrate, dear Jesus! at thy feet,
A guilty rebel lies;
And upwards to thy mercy-seat
Presumes to lift his eyes.
2 Oh let not justice frown me hence;
Stay, stay the vengeful storm:
Forbid it that Omnipotence
Should crush a feeble worm.
3 If tears of sorrow would suffice
To pay the debt I owe,
Tears should from both my weeping eyes
In ceaseless currents flow.
4 But no such sacrifice I plead
To expiate my guilt;
No tears, but those which thou hast shed,--
No blood, but thou hast spilt.
5 Think of thy sorrows, dearest Lord!
And all my sins forgive:
Justice will well approve the word
That bids the sinner live.
| Text Information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | Prostrate, dear Jesus! at thy feet |
| Title: | The Penitent |
| Meter: | C. M. |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1845 |
| Topic: | Holy Spirit: Repentance |
| Notes: | Public Domain. |