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eHymnBook # 12555
First Line:
Holy Spirit pity me Pierced with grief
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LYRICS
Meter: 7 7 7 7
Writer(s):
Trans/Adapted:
Dates:
Bible Refs: Eph 4:30;
LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
    Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
  • A Collection of Hymns (Methodist)
  • 1889# 768
  • Methodist Hymn Book - Hymns
  • 1954# 296


    MUSIC
    Name: HEINLEIN (AUS DER TIEFE)
    Meter: 7 7 7 7
    Writer(s):
    Dates: 1676
    SCORE PREVIEW
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    ALTERNATIVE TUNES
    Name meter
    7 7 7 7

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    Holy Spirit! pity me,
    Pierced with grief for grieving thee;
    Present, though I mourn apart,
    Listen to a wailing heart.


    Sins unnumbered I confess,
    Of exceeding sinfulness,
    Sins against thyself alone,
    Only to Omniscience known;


    Deafness to thy whispered calls,
    Rashness midst remembered falls,
    Transient fears beneath the rod,
    Treacherous trifling with my God;


    Tasting that the Lord is good,
    Pining then for poisoned food;
    At the fountains of the skies
    Craving creaturely supplies!


    Worldly cares at worship-time;
    Grovelling aims in works sublime;
    Pride, when God is passing by!
    Sloth, when souls in darkness die!


    Chilled devotions, changed desires,
    Quenched corruption's earlier fires:
    Sins like these my heart deceive,
    Thee, who only know'st them, grieve.


    O how lightly have I slept,
    With thy daily wrongs unwept!
    Sought thy chidings to defer,
    Shunned the wounded Comforter.


    Woke to holy labours fresh,
    With the plague-spot in my flesh;
    Angel seemed to human sight,
    Stood a leper in thy light!


    Still thy comforts do not fail,
    Still thy healing aids avail;
    Patient inmate of my breast,
    Thou art grieved, yet I am blest.


    O be merciful to me,
    Now in bitterness for thee!
    Father, pardon through thy Son
    Sins against thy Spirit done!

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