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O thou, whose tender mercy hears

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #299 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 O thou, whose tender mercy hears Contrition's humble sigh; Whose hand, indulgent, wipes the tears From sorrow's weeping eye! 2 See! low before thy throne of grace A wretched wand'rer mourn; Hast thou not bid me seek thy face? Hast thou not said, return? 3 Absent from thee, my guide, my light! Without one cheering ray; Through dangers, fears, and gloomy night, How desolate my way! 4 O shine on this benighted heart, With beams of mercy shine; And let thy healing voice impart A taste of joys divine.

With melting heart and weeping eyes

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #272 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 With melting heart and weeping eyes, My guilty soul for mercy cries; What shall I do, or whither flee, T'escape that vengeance due to me? 2 Till now, I saw no danger nigh: I liv'd at ease, nor fear'd to die; Wrapt up in self-deceit and pride, "I shall have peace at last," I cried. 3 But when, great God! thy light divine Had shone on this dark soul of mine, Then I beheld, with trembling awe, The terrors of thy holy law. 4 How dreadful, now, my guilt appears, In childhood, youth, and growing years! Before thy pure discerning eye, Lord, what a filthy wretch as I! 5 Should vengeance sill my soul pursue, Death and destruction are my due; Yet mercy can my guilt forgive, And bid a dying sinner live. 6 Does not thy sacred word proclaim Salvation free in Jesus' name? To him I look, and humbly cry, "O save a wretch condemned to die!" Scripture: Acts 9:6

Father of mercies, God of love!

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #282 (1828) Meter: Irregular Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Father of mercies, God of love! Oh! hear a humble suppliant's cry: Bend from thy lofty seat above, Thy throne of glorious majesty: O! deign to listen to my voice, And bid this drooping heart rejoice. 2 I urge no merits of my own, For I, alas! as all that's vile: No--when I bow before thy throne, Dare to converse with God awhile, Thy name, blest Jesus, is my plea, That dearest, sweetest name to me! 3 Within this heart of mine, I feel The weight of sin's oppressive load: Oh! help! or else I sink to hell, Crush'd by thine arm, avenging God! Entomb'd within that dread abyss, And exil'd from the realms of bliss!

Lord, at thy feet in dust I lie

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #290 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Lord, at thy feet in dust I lie, And knock at mercy's door; With humble heart and weeping eye, Thy favour I implore. 2 On me, O Lord, do thou display Thy rich, forgiving love; O take my heinous guilt away, This heavy load remove. 3 Without thy grace, I sink opprest Down to the gates of hell; O give my troubled spirit rest, And all my fears dispel. 4 'Tis mercy, mercy, I implore, O may thy bowels move: Thy grace is an exhaustless store, And thou thyself art love. 5 Should I at last in heaven appear, To join thy saints above; I'll shout that mercy brought me there, And sing thy bleeding love. Scripture: Luke 18:13

Beside the gospel pool

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #292 (1828) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Beside the gospel pool Appointed for the poor, From year to year, my helpless soul Has waited for a cure. 2 How often have I seen The healing waters move; And others round me stepping in, Their efficacy prove! 3 But my complaints remain; I feel the very same; As full of guilt. and fear, and pain, As when at first I came. 4 O, would the Lord appear My malady to heal; He knows how long I've languish'd here, And what distress I feel. 5 How often have I thought, Why should I longer lie? Surely the mercy I have sought Is not for such as I? 6 But whither can I go? There is not other pool Where streams of sov'reign virtue flow To make a sinner whole. 7 Here, then from day to day, I'll wait, and hope, and try; Can Jesus hear a sinner pray, Yet suffer him to die? 8 No--he is full of grace; He never will permit A soul, that fain would see his face, To perish at his feet. Scripture: John 5:2

Father, God, who seest in me

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #297 (1828) Meter: Irregular Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Father, God, who seest in me Only sin and misery, Turn to thy Anointed One, Look on thy Anointed Son Him, and then the sinner, see: Look through Jesus' wounds on me. 2 Heavenly Father, Lord of all, Hear and show thou hear'st my call! Bow thine ear, in mercy bow, Smile on me a sinner now! Now the stone to flesh convert, Cast a look, and melt my heart. 3 Lord, I cannot let thee go, Till a blessing thou bestow; Hear my Advocate divine, Lo! to his, my suit I join; Join'd with his, it cannot fail: Let me now with thee prevail! 4 Jesus, answer from above, Is not all thy nature love! Pity from thine eye let fall; Bless me whilst on thee I call: Am I thine, thou Son of God? Take the purchase of thy blood. Scripture: Psalm 84:9

When, rising from the bed of death

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #298 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 When rising from the bed of death, O’erwhelmed with guilt and fear, I see my Maker face to face, O how shall I appear! 2 If yet, while pardon may be found, And mercy may be sought, My heart with inward horror shrinks, And trembles at the thought-- 3 When thou, O Lord! shalt stand disclos'd In majesty severe, And sit in judgment on my soul, O how shall I appear! 4 But there's forgiveness, Lord, with thee; Thy nature is benign: Thy pard'ning mercy I implore; For mercy, Lord, is thine. 5 O let thy boundless mercy shine On my benighted soul! Correct my passions, mend my heart, And all my fears control. 6 And may I taste thy richer grace In that decisive hour, When Christ to judgment shall descend, And time shall be no more.

I would, but cannot sing

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #291 (1828) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 I would, but cannot sing, I would, but cannot pray; For satan meets me when I try, And frights my soul away. 2 I would, but can't repent, Tho' I endeavor oft; This stony heart can ne'er relent, 'Till Jesus makes it soft. 3 I would, but cannot love, Tho' wooed by love divine; No arguments have pow'r to move A soul so base as mine. 4 I would, but cannot rest In God's most holy will; I know what he appoints is best, Yet murmur at it still. 5 O could I but believe! Then all would easy be; I would but cannot--Lord relieve; My help must come from thee! Scripture: Romans 7:19

Thou man of griefs, remember me

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #273 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Thou man of griefs, remember me, Who never canst thyself forget Thy last, mysterious agony, Thy fainting pangs, and bloody sweat! 2 When, wrestling in the strength of prayer, Thy spirit sunk beneath its load! Thy feeble flesh afraid to bear The wrath of an almighty God! 3 Father if I may call thee so, Regard my fearful heart's desire, Remove this load of guilty wo, Nor let me in my sins expire! 4 I tremble lest the wrath divine, Which bruises now my sinful soul, Should bruise this wretched soul of mine, Long as eternal ages roll! 5 To thee, my last distress I bring! The heighten'd fear of death I find! The tyrant, brandishing his sting, Appears, and hell is close behind! 6 I deprecate that death alone, That endless banishment from thee! O save me, through thine only Son, Who trembled, wept, and bled for me! Scripture: Hebrews 5:7

Show pity, Lord! O Lord, forgive!

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #274 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Supplication for the divine mercy Lyrics: 1 Show pity, Lord! O Lord, forgive; Let a repenting rebel live. Are not thy mercies large and free? May not a sinner trust in thee? 2 With shame my num'rous sins I trace Against thy law, against thy grace; And, though my pray'r thou shouldst not hear, My doom is just, and thou are clear. 3 Yet save a penitent, O Lord! whose hope, still hov'ring round thy word, Seeks for some precious promise there, Some sure support against despair. 4 My sins are great, but don't surpass The riches of eternal grace. Great God! thy nature hath no bound: So let thy pard'ning love be found. 5 O wash my soul from ev'ry stain, Nor let the guilt I mourn remain. Give me to hear thy pard'ning voice, And bid my bleeding heart rejoice. 6 Then shall thy love inspire my tongue; Salvation shall be all my song; And ev'ry power shall join to bless The Lord, my strength and righteousness. 3 My lips with shame my sins confess, Against thy law, against thy grace; Lord, should thy judgments grow severe, I am condemned, but thou art clear.