Pass me not, O gentle Saviour, hear my humble cry;
While on others Thou art calling, do not pass me by.
Saviour! Saviour! Hear my humble cry,
While on others Thou art calling, Do not pass me by.
2 Let me at the throne of mercy, find a sweet relief;
As I kneel in deep contrition, help my unbelief.
3 Trusting only in Thy merit; would I seek Thy face;
Heal my wounded, broken spirit, save me by Thy grace.
4 Thou the spring of all my comfort, more than life to me;
Whom have I on earth beside Thee? Whom in heaven but Thee?