John Mason

Verse 1

O hear me, Lord, for I am poor, And seek salvation at Thy door; Bow down Thy gentle ear to me, Who am opprest with misery.

Verse 2

Let mercy come from God on high, The object of my daily cry; I daily knock, I daily wait, For mercy's alms, at mercy's gate.

Verse 3

Thou, Lord, art good, and Thou dost stand With sealéd pardons in Thy hand; O how the dews of mercy fall, And answer at Thy people's call!

Verse 4

Lord, guide me in Thy secret way; With such a Guide I shall not stray: Bring me into a heavenly frame, Unite my heart to fear Thy Name.

Verse 5

O King of Nations, Lord of all, Before Thee shall all nations fall; And every language shall confess Thy glorious everlastingness!