By A Collection of Hymns

      C.M.
      1 O LORD, turn not thy face away
      From them that lowly lie,
      Lamenting sore their sinful life
      With tears and bitter cry;
      Thy mercy's gates are open wide
      To them that mourn their sin;
      O shut them not against us, Lord!
      But let us enter in.

      2 We need not to confess our fault,
      For surely thou canst tell;
      What we have done, and what we are,
      Thou knowest very well:
      Wherefore to beg and to intreat,
      With tears we come to thee,
      As children that have done amiss
      Fall at their father's knee.

      3 And need we, then, O Lord, repeat
      The blessing which we crave,
      When thou dost know before we speak
      The thing that we would have?
      Mercy, O Lord! mercy we ask,
      This is the total sum:
      For mercy, Lord, is all our prayer;
      O let thy mercy come!