Pass me not, O gentle saviour,
Hear my humble cry
While on others Thou art smiling,
Do not pass me by
Saviour, Saviour, hear my humble cry;
While on others Thour art calling,
Do not pass me by.
Let me at a throne of mercy,
Find a sweet relief;
Kneeling there in deep contrition,
Help my unbelief.
Trusting only in Thy merit,
Would I seek Thy face;
Heal my wounded, broken spirit,
Save me by Thy grace.
Thou the Spring of all my comfort,
More than life to me,
Whom have I on earth be-side Thee?
Whom in heav'n but Thee?