Part 6 (2/2)

I

Have pity, Lord, for Thou are great, And greatness pity knows; I mourn my poor and worthless state, And all its wants and woes.

II

Have pity, Lord, for Thou art great;-- I would from sin be free, And seek Thy face, 'though coming late, For Thou wilt welcome me.

III

Have pity, Lord, for Thou art great, And give me strength to win; That I may gain the heavenly gate And freely enter in.

IV

Have pity, Lord, for Thou art love, And by Thy grace alone, I hope in Thy pure house above To serve before Thy throne.

{o plastes mou kyrios}

I

Formed in Thine image bright, With glory on my head, I lived within Thy light, And on Thy bounty fed.

II

But ah! that evil day!

The tempter's silvery tone Lured me from G.o.d away, To seek for bliss alone.

III

Dark came the night of sin, I mourned my woeful plight, For all was dark within, And all around was night.

IV

Shorn of Thy beauty fair, Gift at my wondrous birth, Hope fled before despair, Gone was the joy of earth.

V

Yea, though the prayer be vain, Now will I lift mine eyes, Call me, G.o.d, back again, Back to Thy paradise.

VI

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