Lord, remember me. Luke 23:42
Words: Thomas Haweis, 1791.
O Thou, from whom all goodness flows,
I lift my heart to Thee;
In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes,
Dear Lord, remember me.
Whene’er on my poor, burdened heart
My sins lie heavily,
My pardon speak, new peace impart;
In love remember me.
Temptations sore obstruct my way,
To shake my faith in Thee;
O give me strength, Lord, as my day;
For good remember me.
Distressed with pain, disease, and grief,
This feeble body see;
Grant patience, rest, and kind relief:
Hear and remember me.
When in desertion’s dismal night,
Thy face I cannot see,
Then, Lord, arise with glorious light,
And still remember me.
If on my face, for Thy dear name,
Shame and reproaches be,
All hail reproach, and welcome shame,
If Thou remember me.
The hour is near; consigned to death,
I own the just decree;
Savior, with my last parting breath