Thou Man of grief, remember me

Verse 1

Thou Man of grief, remember me, Who never canst Thyself forget. Thy last expiring agony, Thy fainting pangs and bloody sweat.

Verse 2

Father, if I may call Thee so, Regard my fearful heart's desire; Remove this load of guilty woe, Nor let me in my sins expire!

Verse 3

I tremble, lest the wrath divine, Which bruises now my wretched soul, Should bruise this wretched soul of mine, Long as eternal ages roll.