In Sorrow and Distress

In sor­row and dis­tress

To Thee

O Lord

we fly;

In pe­ni­tent­ial low­li­ness

To Thee for mer­cy cry.

Mercy

O mer­cy

Lord;

From Thee we have our breath:

We read it writ­ten in Thy Word

“God will­eth not your death.

God gave His on­ly Son

Your sins to take away;

And God’s dear Son to Heav’n is gone

On your be­half to pray.

By Thine own love we plead

O heark­en to our pray­er;

By Him

who for our sins did bleed

Spare us

O Fa­ther

spare.

Our droop­ing minds re­fresh

With show­ers of heav’n­ly dew;

For hearts of stone give hearts of flesh

Renew us

Lord

re­new.

Comfort

and make us whole

With Thy free Spir­it’s grace;

Lift up

O Lord

up­on our soul

The lus­ter of Thy face.

With Je­su’s white robe hide

Our ma­ni­fold of­fense;

And cleanse with blood from Je­su’s side

Our tears of pe­ni­tence.

Constrain us to ab­hor

The sins that made Him grieve;

And ne’er to tempt the Spir­it more

Our thank­less hearts to leave.

Make us

O Lord

to tread

The path which Je­sus trod;

Which Him from earth in tri­umph led

To the right hand of God.

So

with the saints in Heav’n

May we sing praise to Thee

For peace re­stored

and sins for­giv’n

To all eter­ni­ty.