Scripture Verse

The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit: a broken and a contrite heart, O God, Thou wilt not despise. Psalm 51:17

Introduction

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Fanny Crosby
(1820–1915)

Words: Fan­ny Cros­by, in Our Glad Ho­san­na, ed­it­ed by Ro­bert Low­ry & How­ard Doane (New York: Big­low & Main, 1882), num­ber 153.

Music: Mount Bal­dy W. How­ard Doane, 1882 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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W. Howard Doane
(1832–1915)

Lyrics

Only a broken heart, Savior, I bring,
While to Thy blessèd cross helpless I cling;
There in Thy name I wait, pleading with Thee;
O, my Redeemer, save, save Thou me.

Only a broken heart, I have no more;
Lord, may I enter in? Thou art the door;
Where can I go for rest, where but to Thee?
O, my Redeemer, save, save Thou me.

Only a broken heart, yet I believe;
Only a broken heart Thou wilt receive;
Thou in Thy word dost call lost ones to Thee;
O, my Redeemer, save, save Thou me.

Lord, to Thy promise now faith lifts mine eyes;
Thou my poor broken heart will not despise;
Take then the gift I bring on bended knee;
O, my Redeemer, save, save Thou me.