Jesu, Sin-Atoning Lamb

Jesu

sin-aton­ing Lamb

Thine ut­most pi­ty show;

All the vir­tue of Thy name

O let Thy re­bels know!

Us

by God and man ab­horred

Into Thy kind pro­tect­ion take;

Spare the guil­ty na­tion

Lord

For Thy own mer­cy’s sake.

Worst of all th’apos­tate race

Yet list­en to our cry;

Most un­wor­thy of Thy grace

But with­out grace we die;

Tophet is our just re­ward

Yet snatch us from the burn­ing lake

Spare the guil­ty na­tion

Lord

For Thy own mer­cy’s sake.

Scandal of the Christ­ian name

Which still we vain­ly bear

Sodom-like

our sin and shame

We op­en­ly de­clare

Trample on Thy sac­red Word

And cast Thy laws be­hind our back;

Spare the guil­ty na­tion

Lord

For Thy own mer­cy’s sake.

Though Thy jud­gments are abroad

Let us Thy good­ness prove

Save us

O all-gra­cious God

In hon­or of Thy love;

Though Thy righte­ous wrath is stirred

Arising slow

the earth to shake

Spare the guil­ty na­tion

Lord

For Thy own mer­cy’s sake.

In our for­ty days re­prieve

Warn the re­bel­li­ous race;

Bid us turn

re­pent

and live

To glo­ri­fy Thy grace;

O rev­erse the threat­en­ing word

And do not

do not ven­geance take;

Spare the guil­ty na­tion

Lord

For Thy own mer­cy’s sake.

O alarm the sleep­ing crowd

And fill their souls with dread;

Then av­ert the low­er­ing cloud

Approaching o’er our head;

Turn aside th’in­vad­ing sword

And drive the ali­en ar­mies back

Spare the guil­ty na­tion

Lord

For Thy own mer­cy’s sake.