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Pass me not, O gentle Savior, |
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Hear my humble cry; |
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While on others Thou art calling, |
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Do not pass me by. |
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(I'm calling) |
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Savior, Savior, |
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(Why don't you) |
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Hear my humble cry; |
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While on others Thou art calling, |
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Do not pass me by. |
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Let me at Thy throne of mercy |
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Find a sweet relief, |
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Kneeling there in deep contrition; |
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Help my unbelief. |
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Trusting only in Thy merit, |
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Would I seek Thy face; |
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Heal my wounded, broken spirit, |
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Save me by Thy grace. |
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Thou the Spring of all my comfort, |
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More than life to me, |
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Whom have I on earth beside Thee? |
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Whom in heav'n but Thee? |
