1 When by sin and guilt o’ertaken,
Sinks my heart, of all forsaken;
When no lips my cause is pleading,
And my soul lies pierc’d and bleeding.
Saviour, Thou wilt hear my cry,
Thou my help shalt be;
For Thou wilt not my pray’r deny,
Blest Jesus, plead for me.
2 When the way is rough and dreary,
And my feet are worn and weary;
When the tempter mocks my sorrow,
Whispers I shall fall tomorrow. [Refrain]
3 When the pulse of life is failing,
Human aid all unavailing;
Till I pass thro’ heav’n’s own portal,
Reach the joys which are immortal. [Refrain]Source: The Helper in Sacred Song: for Sunday-schools, churches, and devotional services #113