tr., John Brownlie

I

When at Thy feet, oppressed,

The burdened sinner falls,

And, woeful and distressed,

Upon Thy mercy calls, --

O hear the penitential prayer,

Forgive the burdened sinner there.

II

Did'st Thou not send the Son,

To shew the Father's grace,

To bid a world undone

Arise and seek His face?

And wilt Thou not in mercy say,

"Thy many sins I take away"?

III

Yea, Thou wilt not despise

The soul's uplifted prayer;

Nor when our hopes arise,

Plunge us in deep despair;

But wilt forgive the evil done,

Through Christ the Well Beloved Son.

IV

O Jesus Christ, by Thee

The Father's grace is found,

And pardon full, and we

With every good abound, --

We see Thee nailed upon the tree,

And know all blessing comes from Thee.