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O thou, whose tender mercy hears

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #299 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 O thou, whose tender mercy hears Contrition's humble sigh; Whose hand, indulgent, wipes the tears From sorrow's weeping eye! 2 See! low before thy throne of grace A wretched wand'rer mourn; Hast thou not bid me seek thy face? Hast thou not said, return? 3 Absent from thee, my guide, my light! Without one cheering ray; Through dangers, fears, and gloomy night, How desolate my way! 4 O shine on this benighted heart, With beams of mercy shine; And let thy healing voice impart A taste of joys divine.

With melting heart and weeping eyes

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #272 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 With melting heart and weeping eyes, My guilty soul for mercy cries; What shall I do, or whither flee, T'escape that vengeance due to me? 2 Till now, I saw no danger nigh: I liv'd at ease, nor fear'd to die; Wrapt up in self-deceit and pride, "I shall have peace at last," I cried. 3 But when, great God! thy light divine Had shone on this dark soul of mine, Then I beheld, with trembling awe, The terrors of thy holy law. 4 How dreadful, now, my guilt appears, In childhood, youth, and growing years! Before thy pure discerning eye, Lord, what a filthy wretch as I! 5 Should vengeance sill my soul pursue, Death and destruction are my due; Yet mercy can my guilt forgive, And bid a dying sinner live. 6 Does not thy sacred word proclaim Salvation free in Jesus' name? To him I look, and humbly cry, "O save a wretch condemned to die!" Scripture: Acts 9:6

Father of mercies, God of love!

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #282 (1828) Meter: Irregular Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Father of mercies, God of love! Oh! hear a humble suppliant's cry: Bend from thy lofty seat above, Thy throne of glorious majesty: O! deign to listen to my voice, And bid this drooping heart rejoice. 2 I urge no merits of my own, For I, alas! as all that's vile: No--when I bow before thy throne, Dare to converse with God awhile, Thy name, blest Jesus, is my plea, That dearest, sweetest name to me! 3 Within this heart of mine, I feel The weight of sin's oppressive load: Oh! help! or else I sink to hell, Crush'd by thine arm, avenging God! Entomb'd within that dread abyss, And exil'd from the realms of bliss!

Lord, at thy feet in dust I lie

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #290 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Lord, at thy feet in dust I lie, And knock at mercy's door; With humble heart and weeping eye, Thy favour I implore. 2 On me, O Lord, do thou display Thy rich, forgiving love; O take my heinous guilt away, This heavy load remove. 3 Without thy grace, I sink opprest Down to the gates of hell; O give my troubled spirit rest, And all my fears dispel. 4 'Tis mercy, mercy, I implore, O may thy bowels move: Thy grace is an exhaustless store, And thou thyself art love. 5 Should I at last in heaven appear, To join thy saints above; I'll shout that mercy brought me there, And sing thy bleeding love. Scripture: Luke 18:13

Beside the gospel pool

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #292 (1828) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Beside the gospel pool Appointed for the poor, From year to year, my helpless soul Has waited for a cure. 2 How often have I seen The healing waters move; And others round me stepping in, Their efficacy prove! 3 But my complaints remain; I feel the very same; As full of guilt. and fear, and pain, As when at first I came. 4 O, would the Lord appear My malady to heal; He knows how long I've languish'd here, And what distress I feel. 5 How often have I thought, Why should I longer lie? Surely the mercy I have sought Is not for such as I? 6 But whither can I go? There is not other pool Where streams of sov'reign virtue flow To make a sinner whole. 7 Here, then from day to day, I'll wait, and hope, and try; Can Jesus hear a sinner pray, Yet suffer him to die? 8 No--he is full of grace; He never will permit A soul, that fain would see his face, To perish at his feet. Scripture: John 5:2

Father, God, who seest in me

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #297 (1828) Meter: Irregular Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Father, God, who seest in me Only sin and misery, Turn to thy Anointed One, Look on thy Anointed Son Him, and then the sinner, see: Look through Jesus' wounds on me. 2 Heavenly Father, Lord of all, Hear and show thou hear'st my call! Bow thine ear, in mercy bow, Smile on me a sinner now! Now the stone to flesh convert, Cast a look, and melt my heart. 3 Lord, I cannot let thee go, Till a blessing thou bestow; Hear my Advocate divine, Lo! to his, my suit I join; Join'd with his, it cannot fail: Let me now with thee prevail! 4 Jesus, answer from above, Is not all thy nature love! Pity from thine eye let fall; Bless me whilst on thee I call: Am I thine, thou Son of God? Take the purchase of thy blood. Scripture: Psalm 84:9

When, rising from the bed of death

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #298 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 When rising from the bed of death, O’erwhelmed with guilt and fear, I see my Maker face to face, O how shall I appear! 2 If yet, while pardon may be found, And mercy may be sought, My heart with inward horror shrinks, And trembles at the thought-- 3 When thou, O Lord! shalt stand disclos'd In majesty severe, And sit in judgment on my soul, O how shall I appear! 4 But there's forgiveness, Lord, with thee; Thy nature is benign: Thy pard'ning mercy I implore; For mercy, Lord, is thine. 5 O let thy boundless mercy shine On my benighted soul! Correct my passions, mend my heart, And all my fears control. 6 And may I taste thy richer grace In that decisive hour, When Christ to judgment shall descend, And time shall be no more.

I would, but cannot sing

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #291 (1828) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 I would, but cannot sing, I would, but cannot pray; For satan meets me when I try, And frights my soul away. 2 I would, but can't repent, Tho' I endeavor oft; This stony heart can ne'er relent, 'Till Jesus makes it soft. 3 I would, but cannot love, Tho' wooed by love divine; No arguments have pow'r to move A soul so base as mine. 4 I would, but cannot rest In God's most holy will; I know what he appoints is best, Yet murmur at it still. 5 O could I but believe! Then all would easy be; I would but cannot--Lord relieve; My help must come from thee! Scripture: Romans 7:19

Thou man of griefs, remember me

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #273 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 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 afraid 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 wo, 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 heighten'd 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 me, through thine only Son, Who trembled, wept, and bled for me! Scripture: Hebrews 5:7

Show pity, Lord! O Lord, forgive!

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #274 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Show pity, Lord! O Lord, forgive; Let a repenting rebel live. Are not thy mercies large and free? May not a sinner trust in thee? 2 With shame my num'rous sins I trace Against thy law, against thy grace; And, though my pray'r thou shouldst not hear, My doom is just, and thou are clear. 3 Yet save a penitent, O Lord! whose hope, still hov'ring round thy word, Seeks for some precious promise there, Some sure support against despair. 4 My sins are great, but don't surpass The riches of eternal grace. Great God! thy nature hath no bound: So let thy pard'ning love be found. 5 O wash my soul from ev'ry stain, Nor let the guilt I mourn remain. Give me to hear thy pard'ning voice, And bid my bleeding heart rejoice. 6 Then shall thy love inspire my tongue; Salvation shall be all my song; And ev'ry power shall join to bless The Lord, my strength and righteousness. 3 My lips with shame my sins confess, Against thy law, against thy grace; Lord, should thy judgments grow severe, I am condemned, but thou art clear.

Jesus, if still the same thou art

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #276 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Jesus, if still the same thou art, If all thy promises are sure, Set up thy kingdom in my heart, And make me rich, for I am poor. 2 Thou hast pronounc'd the mourner blest, And lo! for thee I ever mourn; I cannot, no, I will not rest, Till thou my only rest return. 3 Where is the blessedness bestow'd On all that hunger after thee? I hunger now, I thirst for God! See the poor fainting sinner, see. 4 Ah, Lord! if thou art in that sigh, Then hear thyself within me pray, Hear in my heart thy Spirit's cry, Mark when my lab'ring soul would say. 5 Shine on thy work, disperse the gloom; Light in thy light I then shall see; Say to my soul, "Thy light is come, Glory divine is ris'n on thee." 6 Lord, I believe thy promise sure, And trust thou wilt not long delay: Hungry, and sorrowful, and poor, Upon thy word myself I stay.

Jesus, if still thou art to-day

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #277 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Jesus, if still thou art to-day As yesterday the same, Present to heal, in me display The virtue of thy name. 2 If still thou go'st about to do Thy needy creatures good: On me, that I thy praise may show, Be all thy wonders show'd. 3 Now, Lord, to whom for help I call, Thy miracles repeat; With pitying eyes behold me fall A leper at thy feet. 4 Loathsome, and foul, and self-abhorr'd, I sink beneath my sin; But if thou wilt, a gracious word Of thine can make me clean. 5 Thou seest me deaf to thy commands, Open, O Lord, my ear; Bid me stretch out my wither'd hands, And lift them up in prayer. 6 Silent (alas! thou know'st how long) My voice, I cannot raise; But O! when thou shalt loose my tongue The dub shall sing thy praise. 7 Lame at the pool I still am found: Give, and my strength employ; Light as a hart I then shall bound, The lame shall leap for joy. 8 Blind from my birth to guilt and thee; And dark I am within; The love of God I cannot see, The sinfulness of sin. 9 But thou, they say, art passing by, O let me find thee near! Jesus, in mercy, hear my cry, Thou Son of David, hear! 10 Long have I waited in the way, For thee the heavenly light; Command me to be brought, and say, "Sinner, receive thy sight."

My gracious, loving Lord

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #278 (1828) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 My gracious, loving Lord, To thee what shall I say? Well may I tremble at thy word, And scarce presume to pray. 2 Ten thousand wants have I; Alas! I all things want! But thou hast bid me always cry, And never never faint. 3 Yet Lord, well might I fear, Fear e'en to ask thy grace, So oft have I, alas! drawn near, And mock'd thee to thy face. 4 With all pollution stain'd, Thy hallow'd courts I trod; Thy name and temple I profan'd, And dar'd to call thee God! 5 Nigh with my lips I drew: My lips were all unclean; Thee with my heat I never knew; My heart was full of sin. 6 Far from the living Lord, Far, far from God and heav'n, Thy purity I still abhorr'd, Nor look'd to be forgiv'n. Scripture: 1 Timothy 1:16

Lamb of God for sinners slain

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #279 (1828) Meter: Irregular Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Lamb of God for sinners slain, To thee I humbly pray: Heal me of my grief and pain, O take my sins away. From this bondage, Lord, release; No longer let me be opprest; Jesus, master, seal my peace, And take me to thy breast! 2 Wilt thou cast a sinner out, Who humbly comes to thee! No, my God, I cannot doubt: Thy mercy is for me: Let me then obtain the grace, And be of paradise possest: Jesus, master, seal my peace, And take me to thy breast! 3 Worldly good I do not want: Be that to others giv'n; Only for thy love I pant; My all in earth or heav'n; This the crown I fain would seize, The good wherewith I would be blest; Jesus, master, seal my peace, And take me to thy breast! 4 This delight I fain would prove, And then resign my breath! Join the happy few whose love Was mightier than death! Let it not, my Lord, displease, That I would die to be thy guest! Jesus, master, seal my peace, And take me to thy breast! Scripture: John 14:27

Jesus, full of all compassion

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #280 (1828) Meter: Irregular Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Jesus, full of all compassion, Hear thy humble suppliant’s cry; Let me know thy great salvation; See! I languish, faint, and die. 2 Guilty, but with heart relenting, Overwhelm'd with helpless grief, Prostrate at thy feet repenting, Send, O send me quick relief! 3 Whither should a wretch be flying, But to him who comfort gives? Whither, from the dread of dying, But to him who ever lives? 4 While I view thee, wounded, grieving, Breathless, on the cursèd tree, Fain I’d feel my heart believing That Thou suffer'dst thus for me. 5 Without thee, the world possessing, I should be a wretch undone; Search through heaven,--the land of blessing, Seeking good, and finding none. 6 Hear, then, blessed Saviour, hear me! My soul cleaveth to the dust; Send the Comforter to cheer me; Lo! in thee I put my trust. 7 Sav'd--the deed shall spread new glory Through the shining realms above! Angels sing the pleasing story, All enraptur'd with thy love! Scripture: Mark 10:47

Gracious Lord, incline thine ear!

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #281 (1828) Meter: Irregular Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Gracious Lord, incline thine ear! My requests vouchsafe to hear; Hear my never-ceasing cry; Give me Christ, or else I die. 2 Lord deny me what thou wilt, Only ease me of my guilt: Suppliant at thy feet I lie, Give me Christ, or else I die. 3 All unholy and unclean, I am nothing else but sin; On thy mercy I rely, Give me Christ, or else I die. 4 Thou dost freely save the lost; In thy grace alone I trust: With my earnest suit comply; Give me Christ, or else I die. 5 Father, dost thou seem to frown? Let me shelter in thy Son? Jesus! to thine arms I fly; Come and save me, or I die.

Sovereign Ruler, Lord of all

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #283 (1828) Meter: Irregular Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Sovereign Ruler, Lord of all, Prostrate at thy feet I fall: Hear, oh hear my ardent cry, Frown not, lest I faint and die! 2 Vilest of the sons of men, Worst of rebels I have been! Oft abus'd thee to thy face, Trampled on thy richest grace. 3 Justly might thy vengeful dart, Pierce this broken, bleeding heart; Justly might thy kindled ire Blast me in eternal fire. 4 But with thee there's mercy found, Balm to heal my ev'ry wound; Thou canst sooth the troubled breast, Give the weary wand'rer rest. 5 Then my humble prayer attend, Show thyself the sinner's friend; Bid the sufferer cease to mourn, Bid the prodigal return! 6 Clasp me in thine arms of love, Let me all thy fondness prove, I die if thou canst not forgive, But whisper "pardoned," and I live!

O thou that dost in secret see

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #284 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 O thou that dost in secret see, Regard a dying sinner's prayer, Out of the deep I cry to thee-- Save, or I perish in despair. 2 Weeping, to Thee I left mine eyes, Mine eyes which fail with looking up, For thee my heart laments and sighs-- Sick with desire and lingering hope. 3 O that I could but surely know If I at last shall mercy find! For what am I reserv'd below? Tell me, thou Saviour of mankind! 4 Let others walk with thee in light, But bless me with one parting ray, And ere I close mine eyes in night, Give me to see thy perfect day.

My God, my portion, and my love!

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #286 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 My God, my portion, and my love! My everlasting all! I've none but thee in heav'n above, Or on this earthly ball. 2 In vain the bright meridian sun Scatters his feeble light: Thy brighter beams create my noon; If thou withdraw, 'tis night. 3 And while upon my restless bed, Amongst the shades I roll; If God his light around me shed, 'Tis morning with my soul. 4 To thee I owe my wealth and friends, And health, and safe abode. Thanks to thy name for meaner things; But they are not my God. 5 If I possess'd the spacious earth, And call'd the stars my own; Without thy mercy and thy love, I were a wretch undone. 6 Let others stretch their arms like seas, And grasp in all the shore; Grant me to see thy blissful face, And I desire no more!

God, my supporter and my hope

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #287 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 God, my supporter and my hope, My help for ever near! Thine arm of mercy holds me up, And saves me from despair. 2 Thy counsels, Lord! shall guide my feet Through this dark wilderness: Thine hand conduct me near thy seat, To dwell before thy face. 3 Were I in heav'n without my God, 'Twould be no joy to me; And whilst this earth is my abode, I long for none but thee. 4 What if the springs of life were broke, And flesh and heart should faint? God is my soul's eternal rock, The strength of ev'ry saint. 5 Behold, the sinners, that remove Far from thy presence, die: Not all the idol-gods they love Can save them, when they cry. 6 But to draw near to thee, my God! Shall be my sweet employ. My tongue shall sound thy works abroad, And tell the world my joy.

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