298. Show pity, Lord! O Lord, forgive!

1 Show pity, Lord! O Lord, forgive!
Let a repenting rebel live:
Are not Thy mercies large and free?
May not the contrite trust in Thee?

2 With shame my num'rous sins I trace
Against Thy law, against Thy grace;
And, though my prayer Thou shouldst not hear,
My doom is just and Thou art clear.

3 Yet save a penitent, O Lord!
Whose hope, still hovering round Thy word,
Seeks for some precious promise there,
Some sure support against despair.

4 My sins, though great, do not surpass
The riches of eternal grace;
Great God, Thy nature hath no bound,
So let Thy pard'ning love be found.

5 Oh, 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.

Text Information
First Line: Show pity, Lord! O Lord, forgive!
Meter: L. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1870
Topic: Contrition; Conviction; Forgiveness: Of Sin (2 more...)
Notes: Author from index: Watts
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