6-7s. 1 SAVIOUR, Prince of Israel's race, See me from thy lofty throne; Give the sweet relenting grace, Soften this obdurate stone! Stone to flesh, O God, convert; Cast a look, and break my heart!
2 By thy Spirit, Lord, reprove, All my inmost sins reveal, Sins against thy light and love Let me see, and let me feel; Sins that crucified my God, Spilt again thy precious blood.
3 Jesu, seek thy wandering sheep, Make me restless to return; Bid me look on thee, and weep, Bitterly as Peter mourn, Till I say, by grace restored, "Now thou know'st I love thee, Lord!"
4 Might I in thy sight appear, As the publican distrest, Stand, not daring to draw near, Smite on my unworthy breast, Groan the sinner's only plea, "God, be merciful to me!"
5 O remember me for good, Passing through the mortal vale! Show me the atoning blood, When my strength and spirit fail; Give my gasping soul to see Jesus crucified for me!