Savior When In Dust To Thee

Savior when in dust to Thee
Low we bow th' adoring knee
When repentant to the skies
Scarce we lift our weeping eyes
Oh by all Your pains and woe
Suffered once for us below
Bending from Your throne on high
Hear our penitential cry

By Your helpless infant years
By Your life of want and tears
By Your days of deep distress
In the savage wilderness
By the dread mysterious hour
Of the insulting tempter's pow'r
Turn oh turn a fav'ring eye
Hear our penitential cry

By Your hour of dire despair
By Your agony of prayer
By the cross the nail the thorn
Piercing spear and torturing scorn
By the gloom that veiled the skies
O'er the dreadful sacrifice
Listen to our humble sigh
Hear our penitential cry

By Your deep expiring groan
By the sad sepulchral stone
By the vault whose dark abode
Held in vain the rising God
Oh from earth to heav'n restored
Mighty reascended Lord
Bending from Your throne on high
Hear our penitential cry


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