O for That Tenderness of Heart

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.