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[God of infinite compassion]

God of infinite compassion,
God of unexhausted love,
From a sinful sinking nation
Once again Thy plagues remove:
Snatch us from the jaws of ruin;
See Thy helpless people, see!
Death and hell are close pursuing,
Save, O save us into Thee.
Have we not fill'd up the measure
Of our daring wickedness,
Challenged all Thy just displeasure,
Quench'd the Spirit of Thy grace?
Yes, our heinous provocations
For Thy heaviest judgments cry:
We have wearied out Thy patience,
Forced Thy love to let us die.
Why should not the dreadful sentence
Now on all our souls take place?
Why should not Thine instant vengeance
Swallow up our faithless race?
How can we expect Thy favour?
Good and gracious as Thou art,
Sinner's Advocate and Saviour,
Find the answer in Thy heart!

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Jesus, mighty Mediator,
Plead the cause of guilty man:
Pity is Thy gentle nature;
Canst Thou let us cry in vain?
From Thy Father's anger screen us,
Suffer not His wrath to move;
Stand Thou in the gap between us,
Change His purpose into love.