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109. Jesus, pitying Saviour, hear me

(Index of Tunes, LXXXVIII.)

Tune.--"Come, my soul, awake, 'tis morning."

Jesus, pitying Saviour, hear me, Draw Thou near me, Turn Thee, Lord, in to me; For Thou knowst all my sorrow, Night and morrow Doth my cry go up to Thee.

Sin of courage hath bereft me, And hath left me Scarce a spark of faith or hope; Bitter tears my heart oft sheddeth As it dreadeth I am past Thy mercy's scope.

Peace I cannot find, oh take me, Lord, and make me From the yoke of evil free; Calm this longing never-sleeping, Still my weeping, Grant me hope once more in Thee.

Lord, wilt Thou be wroth for ever? Oh deliver Me from all I most deserved; 'Tis Thyself, dear Lord, hast sought me, Thou hast taught me Thee to seek from whom I swerved.

Thou, my God and King, hast known me, Yet hast shown me True and loving is Thy will; Though my heart from Thee oft ranges, Through its changes, Lord, Thy love is faithful still.

Bless my trials thus to sever Me for ever From the love of self and sin; Let me through them see Thee clearer, Find Thee nearer, Grow more like to Thee within.

In the patience that Thou lendest All Thou sendest I embrace, I will be still; Bend this stubborn heart, I pray Thee, To obey Thee, Calmly waiting on Thy will.

Here I bring my will, oh take it, Thine, Lord, make it, Calm this troubled heart of mine; In Thy strength I too may conquer, Wait no longer, Show in me Thy Divine.

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