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Hymn 73: How shall a contrite spirit pray
HYMN LXXIII.
How shall a spirit pray, A broken heart its griefs make known, A weary wanderer find the way To peace and rest?--Through Christ alone.
He died that we might die to sin; He rose, that, we to God might rise; By His own blood He enter'd in The holy place beyond the skies.
There, as our great High Priest He stands, And pleads before the , Our cause is in His faithful hands, Our enemies beneath his feet.
Father, in Him we claim our part, For Thy Son's sake accept us now, In Him well-pleased Thou always art, Well pleased with us through Him be Thou.
O look on thine anointed One; Thy gift in Him is all our plea, Our ,--what He hath done; Our prayer--His prayer for us to Thee.
So, while He above, In His dear name may we believe, And all the fulness of Thy love Into our inmost souls receive.