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JESUS, FRIEND OF SINNERS!
Jesus, friend of sinners! see in adoration
Low at thy footstool I bend down before thee,
Praising thy mercy for the blest permission
Thus to adore thee.
Low at thy footstool I bend down before thee,
Praising thy mercy for the blest permission
Thus to adore thee.
Jesus, friend of sinners! give me grace to offer
Such an oblation as thou canst approve of,
Even my fervent penitent affections,
Laid on thine altar.
Such an oblation as thou canst approve of,
Even my fervent penitent affections,
Laid on thine altar.
Jesus, friend of sinners! 'grave upon my spirit,
While I bow down imploringly before thee,
That the unholy cannot look upon thee,
Throned in thy mercy.
While I bow down imploringly before thee,
That the unholy cannot look upon thee,
Throned in thy mercy.
Jesus, friend of sinners! let me not approach thee
Hiding my sins like nestlings in my bosom,
Crying for mercy, while I feel their writhings
Torture my spirit.
Hiding my sins like nestlings in my bosom,
Crying for mercy, while I feel their writhings
Torture my spirit.
Jesus, friend of sinners! take away my idols;
Help me to look upon them with abhorrence,
Then pour in mercy on my bleeding bosom,
Thy consolation.
Help me to look upon them with abhorrence,
Then pour in mercy on my bleeding bosom,
Thy consolation.
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Jesus, friend of sinners! keep me ever near thee;
Save me from sin, the source of keenest sorrows;
Grant me the peace that passes understanding,
Now and for ever.
Save me from sin, the source of keenest sorrows;
Grant me the peace that passes understanding,
Now and for ever.
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