JESUS CHRIST! regard my anguish,
Oh! commiserate my pain;
Bid my soul no longer languish,
Bid my spirit not complain.
'T is my comfort thou'rt omniscient,
All my griefs are known to thee,
Saviour! thou art all sufficient,
To relieve a wretch like me.
Now thy clemency discover,
Give my wounded soul repose,
E'er my transient life is over,
E'er my sorrowing eyelids close.
By thy passion I conjure thee,
By thy painful sweat of blood,
Let my sighing come before thee,
Seal my pardon now with God.
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