1 SAVIOUR, when in dust to Thee
Low we bow the adoring knee;
When, repentant, to the skies
Scarce we lift our weeping eyes;
O by all Thy pains and woe
Suffered once for man below,
Bending from Thy throne on high,
Hear our solemn Litany!
2 By Thy helpless infant years,
By Thy life of want and tears,
By Thy days of deep distress
In the savage wilderness;
By the dread mysterious hour
Of the insulting Tempter's power:
Turn, O turn a favoring eye,
Hear our solemn Litany!
3 By thine hour of dire despair;
By thine 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 cry,
Hear our solemn Litany!
4 By Thy deep expiring groan;
By the sad sepulchral stone;
By the vault whose dark abode
Held in vain the rising God;
O from earth to heaven restored,
Mighty reascended Lord,
Listen, listen to the cry
Hear our solemn Litany!
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Saviour, when in dust to Thee |
Meter: | 7s. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1893 |
Topic: | Passion |
Notes: | Sir. R. Grant |