- Lord, in this thy mercy's day,
ere for us it pass away,
on our knees we fall and pray.
- Holy Jesus, grant us tears,
fill us with heart-searching fears,
ere that awful doom appears.
- Lord, on us thy Spirit pour,
kneeling lowly at thy door,
ere it close forevermore.
- By thy night of agony,
by thy supplicating cry,
by thy willingness to die,
- By thy tears of bitter woe,
for Jerusalem below,
let us not thy peace forego.
- Judge and Savior of our race,
when we thee see thy face,
grant us 'neath thy wings a place.
- On Thy love we rest alone,
And that love will then be known
By the pardon'd round Thy throne.