Suffering Son of Man, Be Near Me

Suffering Son of Man

be near me

In my suf­fer­ings to sus­tain;

In my sor­er griefs to cheer me

By Thy more than mor­tal pain.

Call to mind that un­known ang­uish

In Thy days of flesh be­low

When Thy trou­bled soul did lang­uish

Under a whole world of woe.

By Thy faint­ing in the gar­den

By Thy dread­ful death

I pray

Write up­on my heart Thy par­don

Take my sins and fears away.

By the tra­vail of Thy Spir­it

By Thine out­cry on the tree

By Thine ago­niz­ing mer­it

Gracious Lord

re­mem­ber me!