O Prince of Peace, who man wast born

1 O Prince of Peace, who man wast born
That Thou might’st die to succor us,
My foolish tears do not Thou scorn,
But be my comfort, Christ Jesus.

2 Forgive my fears, my wretched moan;
For me it was Thou wroughtest thus;
Thou madest God and man at one;
So be my comfort, Christ Jesus.

3 For all Thou would’st make friend of foe,
Yet will my sin torment me thus;
My heavy guilt hath laid me low;
But be my comfort, Christ Jesus.

4 Give courage now to meet my strife;
Let me not lie in languor thus;
Raise me again to better life;
And be my comfort, Christ Jesus.

5 And when to die it is my day,
Thou, on the cross that died’st for us,
Leave me not then in that hard fray,
But be my comfort, Christ Jesus.


Source: Hymns of the Kingdom of God: with Tunes #68