O for that tenderness of heart Which bows before the Lord, Acknowledging how just Thou art, And trembling at Thy Word! O for those humble, contrite tears, Which from repentance flow; That consciousness of guilt which fears The long-suspended blow! Wilt from the dreadful day remove, Before the evil come; My spirit hide with saints above, My body in the tomb. Savior, to me in pity give The sensible distress; The pledge Thou wilt, at last, receive And bid me die in peace.
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