Lord! at Thy Feet We Humbly Lie

1Lord! at thy feet we humbly lie,
And knock at mercy's door;
With heavy heart and downcast eye
Thy favor we implore.

2'Tis mercy, mercy, we implore;
We have thy mercy:
Thy grace is an exhaustless store,
And thou thyself art love.

3O, for the year, for Jesus sake
Our numerous sins forgive!
Thy grace our stony hearts can break:
Heal us, and bid us live.