111. The Sinners' Friend

1. O Thou, the contrite sinners' friend!
Who, loving, lov'st them to the end,
On this alone my hopes depend,
That Thou wilt plead for me.

2. When weary in the Christian race,
Far off appears my resting place,
And, fainting, I mistrust Thy grace,
Then, Savior, plead for me.

3. When I have err'd and gone astray,
Afar from Thine and wisdom's way.
And see no glimmering, guiding ray,
Still, Savior, plead for me.

4. When Satan, by my sins made bold,
Strives from Thy cross to loose my hold,
Then with Thy pitying arms enfold,
And plead, oh, plead for me.

5. And when my dying hour draws near,
Darken'd with anguish, guilt, and fear,
Then to my fainting sight appear,
Pleading in heav'n for me.

6. When the full light of heav'nly day
Reveals my sins in dread array,
Say Thou hast wash'd them all away;
Oh, say Thou plead'st for me.

Text Information
First Line: O Thou, the contrite sinners' friend!
Title: The Sinners' Friend
Publication Date: 1888
Tune Information
Name: [O Thou, the contrite sinners' friend!]
Key: G♭ major



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