By the blood that flow'd from Thee,
In Thy bitter agony,
By the scourge so meekly borne
By Thy purple robe of scorn.Jesus hear our
pleading pray'r,
O Thou who did'st our burden bear,
Hear, oh hear a sinner's cry
"Tis of love the contrite sigh,
Hear, oh hear a sinner's cry,
'Tis of love the contrite sigh,
Sweet Jesus, hear.
By the thorns that crowned The head,
By Thy scep tre of a reed,
By Thy footsteps faint and slow,
Weighed beneath Thy cross of woe.
Jesus hear our pleading pray'r,
O Thou who did'st our burden bear,
Hear, oh hear a sinner's cry
"Tis of love the contrite sigh,
Hear, oh hear a sinner's cry,
'Tis of love the contrite sigh,
Sweet Jesus, hear.
By the nails and pointed spear,
By Thy people's cruel jeer,
By Thy dying prayer which rose
Begging mercy for The foes.
Jesus hear our pleading pray'r,
O Thou who did'st our burden bear,
Hear, oh hear a sinner's cry
"Tis of love the contrite sigh,
Hear, oh hear a sinner's cry,
'Tis of love the contrite sigh,
Sweet Jesus, hear. |
