Text: | By thy birth, and by thy tears |
Author: | Grant |
1 By thy birth, and by thy tears;
By thy human griefs and fears;
By thy conflict in the hour
Of the subtle tempter's power--
Saviour, look with pitying eye;
Saviour, help me, or I die.
2 By the tenderness that wept
O'er the grave where Laz'rus slept;
By the bitter tears that flowed
Over Salem's lost abode--
Saviour, look with pitying eye;
Saviour, help me, or I die.
3 By thy lonely hour of prayer;
By the fearful conflict there;
By thy cross and dying cries;
By thy one great sacrifice--
Saviour, look with pitying eye;
Saviour, help me, or I die.
4 By thy triumph o'er the grave;
By thy power the lost to save;
By thy high, majestic throne;
By the empire all thine own--
Saviour, look with pitying eye;
Saviour, help me, or I die.
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First Line: | By thy birth, and by thy tears |
Author: | Grant |
Meter: | 6 lines 7s |
Publication Date: | 1873 |
Topic: | The Christian System: Repentance and Faith; Help, or I Perish |