L.M. Hebrews v. 7, 8. 1 THOU Man of griefs, remember me, Who never canst thyself forget! Thy last mysterious agony, Thy fainting pangs, and bloody sweat!
2 When, wrestling in the strength of prayer, Thy spirit sunk beneath its load, Thy feeble flesh abhorred to bear The wrath of an almighty God.
3 Father, if I may call thee so, Regard my fearful heart's desire, Remove this load of guilty woe, Nor let me in my sins expire!
4 I tremble lest the wrath divine, Which bruises now my sinful soul, Should bruise this wretched soul of mine Long as eternal ages roll.
5 To thee my last distress I bring, The heightened fear of death I find; The tyrant, brandishing his sting, Appears, and hell is close behind.
6 I deprecate that death alone, That endless banishment from thee; O save, and give me to thy Son, Who trembled, wept, and bled for me!
