| Song | O Thou The Contrite Sinners Friend |
| Album | Hymns For Lent |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
| Writer(s) | Charlotte Elliott |
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| Tags | O Thou The Contrite Sinners Friend |
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O Thou, The Contrite Sinners’ Friend,
Who, Loving, Lov’st Them To The End;
On This Alone My Hopes Depend,
That Thou Wilt Plead For Me.
When, Weary In The Christian Race,
Far Off Appears My Resting Place,
And, Fainting, I Mistrust Thy Grace,
Then, Saviour, Plead For Me.
When I Have Erred And Gone Astray
Afar From Thine And Wisdom’s Way,
And See No Glimmering, Guiding Way,
Still, Saviour, Plead For Me.
When Satan, By My Sins Made Bold,
Strives From Thy Cross To Loose My Hold,
Then With Thy Pitying Arms Enfold,
And Plead, Oh, Plead For Me!
And When My Dying Hour Draws Near,
Darkened With Sorrow, Pain, And Fear,
Then To My Fainting Sight Appear,
Pleading In Heaven For Me.
