415 Prostrate, Dear Jesus, at Thy Feet
1
Prostrate, dear Jesus, at Thy feet,
A guilty rebel lies;
And upwards to Thy mercy seat,
Presumes to lift his eyes.
2
If tears of sorrow would suffice
To pay the debt I owe,
Tears should from both my weeping eyes
In ceaseless torrents flow.
3
But no such sacrifice I plead
To expiate my guilt;
No tears but those which Thou hast shed
No blood, but Thou hast spilt.
4
Think of Thy sorrows, dearest Lord,
And all my sins forgive:
Justice will well approve the word
That bids the sinner live.

Temukan kidung nyanyian lainnya dari EN (English Hymns)

416 Blest Is the Man Who Shuns the Place
417 Happy the Man Whose Cautious Feet
418 The Man Is Ever Bless’d
419 That Man Is Blest Who, Fearing God
420 Blest Is He Who Loves God’s Precepts
421 He Knows It All
422 O Wherefore Do the Nations Rage?
423 Wherefore Do the Nations Rage
424 Why Did the Gentiles Tumults Raise?
425 Why Did the Jews Proclaim Their Rage?
426 With Restless and Ungoverned Rage
427 God Send Us Men
428 Why Did the Nations Join to Slay
429 Maker and Sov’reign Lord
430 My God, How Many Are My Fears
431 O Lord, How Are My Foes Increased
432 O Lord, How Many They
433 O Lord, How Many Are My Foes
434 Great Source of Unexhausted Good
435 Thy Blessing, O Lord
436 My Prayer
437 My Righteous God, Who Oft of Old
438 O God of Grace and Righteousness
439 When Our Heads Are Bowed with Woe
440 Lord, Thou Wilt Hear Me When I Pray