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Text Based On Isaiah Chapter 66 (KJV)
But to this man will I look, even to him
that is poor and of a contrite spirit,
and trembleth at my word.

(Public Domain)
Words: Thomas Raffles: 1788-1863
Music: Ralph Courteville: 1697-1772
St. James (C.M.) v4/Ab


1 Lord, like the publican I stand,
And lift my heart to Thee;
Thy pardoning grace, O God, command,
Be merciful to me.

2 I smite upon my anxious breast,
O’erwhelmed with agony;
O save my soul by sin oppressed,
Be merciful to me.

3 My guilt, my shame, I all confess,
I have no hope nor plea
But Jesus’ blood and righteousness;
Be merciful to me.

4 Here at Thy feet I still would wait,
Nor from their shelter flee,
But Thou, O God, in mercy great,
Art merciful to me.

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