Thou hast bow'd the dying head,
Thou the blood of life hast shed,
Thou hast fill'd a mortal's bier;
O Thou gracious Saviour hear.
When thy heart is sad within,
With the sense of all its sin,
When the spirit shrinks with fear,
O Thou gracious Saviour hear.
Thou the shame, the grief hast known,
Though the sins were not Thine own,
Thou hast deign'd their load to bear,
O Thou gracious Saviour hear.
HYMN 133.
When to the house of God we go,
To hear His praise and sing His love,
We ought to worship Him below
As saints and angels do above.
They stand before His presence now,
And praise Him better far than we,
Who only at His foot-stool bow,
And love Him, though we cannot see.
But God is present ev'rywhere,
And watches all our thoughts and ways,
He marks who humbly join in prayer,
And who sincerely sing His praise.
Praise God, from whom all blessings flow,
Praise Him all creatures here below,
Praise Him above, ye Heav'nly Host, -
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
