LORD, HAVE MERCY UPON US.'
"In that he himself hath suffered being
tempted, he is able to succour them
that are tempted."—HEB. ii. 18.
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
Suffer'd 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 sore distress
In the savage wilderness;
By the dread mysterious hour
Of the insulting tempter's power,
Turn, O turn a favouring eye,
Hear our solemn litany.
3 By the sacred griefs that wept
O'er the grave where Lazarus slept;
By the boding tears that flow'd
Over Salem's loved abode;
By the anguish'd sigh that told
Treachery lurk'd within thy fold:
From thy seat above the sky,
Hear our solemn litany.
4 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 veil'd the skies
O'er the dreadful Sacrifice ;
Listen to our humble cry,
Hear our solemn litany.
5 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 re-ascended Lord,
Listen, listen to the cry
Of our solemn litany 1.
"Jesus, thou Son of David, have mercy on me.”
MARK X. 47.
1 WHEN our heads are bow'd with woe,
When our bitter tears o'erflow,
When we mourn the lost, the dear,
"Jesu, Son of David," hear.
2 Thou our throbbing flesh hast worn;
Thou our mortal griefs hast borne;
Thou hast shed the human tear;
"Jesu, Son of David," hear.
3 Thou hast bow'd the dying head;
Thou the blood of life hast shed;
Thou hast fill'd a mortal bier ;
"Jesu, Son of David," hear.
4 When the heart is sad within
With the thought of all its sin:
When the spirit shrinks with fear,
"Jesu, Son of David," hear.
5 Thou, the shame, the grief hast known;
Though the sins were not thine own;
Thou has deign'd their load to bear:
"Jesu, Son of David," hear i.
"He will be very gracious unto thee at the
voice of thy cry.”—Isa. xxx. 19.
1 Son of God, to thee I cry;
By the holy mystery
Of thy dwelling here on earth,
By thy pure and holy birth,
Lord, thy presence let me see,
Manifest thyself to me.
2 Lamb of God, to thee I cry;
By thy bitter agony,
By thy pangs to us unknown,
By thy Spirit's parting groan,
Lord, thy presence let me see,
Manifest thyself to me.
3 Prince of life, to thee I cry ;
By thy glorious majesty,
By thy triumph o'er the grave,
Meek to suffer, strong to save,
Lord, thy presence let me see,
Manifest thyself to me.
4 Lord of glory, God most high,
Man exalted to the sky,
With thy love my bosom fill;
Prompt me to perform thy will;
Then thy glory I shall see,
Thou wilt bring me home to thee *.
"Hide not thine ear at my breathing, at my cry." [7s. 5. LAM. iii. 56.
1 LORD of mercy and of might,
Of mankind the life and light,
Maker, Teacher infinite,
Jesu, hear and save.
2 Who, when sin's primeval doom
Gave creation to the tomb,
Didst not scorn a Virgin's womb,
Jesu, hear and save.
3 Strong Creator, Saviour mild,
Humbled to a mortal child,
Captive, beaten, bound, reviled,
Jesu, hear and save.
4 Throned above celestial things,
Borne aloft on angels' wings,
Lord of lords, and King of kings,
Jesu, hear and save.
5 Soon to come to earth again,
Judge of angels and of men,
Hear us now, and hear us then,
Jesu, hear and save".
Prayers upon several Occasions.
"FAVOURABLY WITH MERCY HEAR OUR PRAYERS."
IN TIME OF DEARTH, OR WAR, OR PLAGUE.
28. “O Lord, correct me, but with judgment.”
1 GREAT King of nations, hear our prayer, while at thy feet we fall,
And humbly, with united cry, to thee for mercy
The guilt is ours, but grace is thine, O turn us
But hear us from thy lofty throne, and help us when we pray.
2 Our fathers' sins were manifold, and ours no less
Yet wondrously from age to age thy goodness hath been shown;
When dangers, like a stormy sea, beset our country round,
To thee we look'd, to thee we cried, and help in thee was found.
3 With one consent we meekly bow beneath thy chastening hand,
And, pouring forth confession meet, mourn with our mourning land;
With pitying eye behold our need, as thus we lift our prayer,
Correct us with thy judgments, Lord, then let thy mercy spared.
"Peace shall be upon Israel."
Ps. cxxv. 5.
1 GOD the all-terrible! King, who ordainest
Great winds thy clarions, the lightnings thy
Show forth thy pity on high where thou reignest:
Give to us peace in our time, O Lord.
2 God the omnipotent! Mighty Avenger,
Watching invisible, judging unheard;
Doom us not now in the hour of danger:
Give to us peace in our time, O Lord.
3 God the all-merciful! earth hath forsaken
Thy ways of blessedness, slighted thy word;
Bid not thy wrath in its terrors awaken :
Give to us peace in our time, O Lord.
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