MISERERE.
Reading edition
“Lord, have mercy.”
1. Lord, who wast content to die, That poor sinners may draw nigh cres. To the throne of grace on high, p Miserere, Domine.
2. Who dost hear my every groan, Intercedest at the throne, cres. Making my poor prayers Thine own, p Miserere, Domine.
3. When some sorrow, pressing sore, Tells me, that life nevermore cres. Can be, as it was of yore, p Miserere, Domine.
4. Let me hear the Voice, that said, “It is I, be not afraid”; cres. So the sorrow shall be stay’d, p Miserere, Domine.
5. When the hour of death is nigh, And the watchers, standing by, cres. Raise the supplicating cry, p Miserere, Domine.
6. Take me to Thy promised rest, Number me among the blest, p Poor, and yet a welcomed guest. f Alleluia, Domine.