O Jesus, Lord most merciful, Low at Thy cross I lie; O sinner's Friend, most pitiful, Hear my bewailing cry. I come to Thee with mourning, I come to Thee in woe; With contrite heart returning, And tears that overflow. O gracious Intercessor, O Priest within the veil, Plead, for a lost transgressor, The blood that cannot fail. I spread my sins before Thee, I tell them one by one; O for Thy Name's great glory, Forgive all I have done. O by Thy cross and passion, Thy tears and agony, And crown of cruel fashion, And death on Calvary; By all that untold suffering Endured by Thee alone; O Priest, O spotless Offering, Plead for me, and atone. And in this heart now broken, Re-enter Thou and reign; And say, by that dear token, I am absolved again; And build me up, and guide me, And guard me day by day; And in Thy presence hide me, And keep my soul alway.