Whatever you ask in My name, I will do it so that the Father may be glorified in the Son. John 14:13
Words: Ada C. Cross, Hymns on the Litany (London & Oxford, England: John Henry & James Parker, 1865), number 1.
Humbly now, with deep contrition,
We Thy mercy, Lord, entreat!
Now, as mourning, weeping, kneeling,
We bow down before Thy feet.
Father, in the day of anguish,
And of darkness, and of shame,
Cling we to that precious promise
Made to us in Jesus’ name.
For His sake—our great Redeemer—
Through His death of wondrous love,
Dare we to approach the footstool
Of Thy mighty throne above:
Dare we, stained with such dishonor,
Stained with sin, look up to Thee:
Dare we, with our loathsome garments,
To the source of glory flee.
Dare we pray, with eager voices,
For Thy blessing and Thy grace;
For one accent of forgiveness,
For one glimmer of Thy face.
Aye, through Him who bore in sorrow—
Bore in want, and woe, and strife—
This same weight of human weakness,
This same weary human life.
Thro’ His name, and by His merits,
Whom we worship and adore,
For His blessèd sake, we pray Thee,
Hear us—spare us evermore.
By His hour of mortal weakness,
Give Thine erring children strength,
That they bear the burden bravely,
That they win the crown at length.