1 O Thou that hear'st when sinners cry,
Tho' all my crimes before Thee lie,
Behold them not with angry look,
But blot their mem'ry from Thy book.
2 Create my nature pure within
And form my soul averse to sin;
Let Thy good Spirit ne'er depart
Nor hide Thy presence from my heart.
3 I cannot live without Thy light,
Cast out and banish from Thy sight;
Thy holy joys, my God, restore
And guard me that I fall no more.
4 Tho' I have grieved Thy Spirit, Lord,
His help and comfort still afford
And let me now come near Thy throne
To plead the merits of Thy Son.
5 A broken heart, my God, my King,
Is all the sacrifice I bring.
Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye
And save the soul condemned to die.
6 Oh, may Thy love inspire my tongue!
Salvation shall be all my song;
And all my powers shall join to bless
The Lord, my Strength and Righteousness.
|First Line:||O Thou that hear'st when sinners cry|
|Title:||O thou that Hear'st when Sinners Cry|
|Author:||Isaac Watts (1719, cento, alt.)|
|Topic:||Confession and Absolution|
|Arranger:||Lowell Mason (1824)|
|Source:||First Gregorian Chant|