4. Then on Him I cast my burden, Sink it in the depths below! Let me feel Thy gracious pardon, Wash me, make me white as snow. Let Thy Spirit leave me never, Make me only Thine forever! J. Franck, 1649; C. Winkworth, tr., 1862. 417 L. M. O Jesus, Lamb of God, who art The Life and Comfort of my heart, I, wretched sinner, come to Thee And bring so many sins with me. 2. O God, my sinfulness is great, I groan beneath a dreadful weight; Yet be Thou merciful, I pray, Take guilt and punishment away. 3. Saint John the Baptist biddeth me To cast my burden, Lord, on Thee, Since Thou hast left Thy heavenly throne That for our sins Thou might’st atone. 4. Help me amend my ways, O Lord, And willingly obey Thy Word; Do always, then, abide with me, And when I die, take me to Thee. B. Helder, 1620; A. Crull, tr., 1880. 418 L. M. With broken heart and contrite sigh, A trembling sinner, Lord, I cry; Thy pardoning grace is rich and free; O God, be merciful to me! 2. I smite upon my troubled breast, With deep and conscious guilt opprest; Christ and His Cross my only plea; O God, be merciful to me! 3. Far off I stand with tearful eyes Nor dare uplift them to the skies; But Thou dost all my anguish see; O God, be merciful to me! 4. Nor alms nor deeds that I have done Can for a single sin atone; To Calvary alone I flee; O God, be merciful to me! 5. And when, redeemed from sin and hell, With all the ransomed throng I dwell, My raptured song shall ever be, God has been merciful to me! C. Elven, 1852. 419 L. M. O Thou that hear’st when sinners cry, Though all my crimes before Thee lie, Behold them not with angry look, But blot their memory from Thy book. 2. Create my nature pure within, And form my soul averse to sin; Let Thy good Spirit ne’er depart Nor hide Thy presence from my heart. 3. I cannot live without Thy light, Cast out and banished from Thy sight; Thy holy joys, my God, restore And guard me that I fall no more. 4. Though I have grieved Thy Spirit, Lord, His help and comfort still afford; And let me now come near Thy throne To plead the merits of Thy Son. 5. A broken heart, my God, my King, Is all the sacrifice I bring; Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye And save the soul condemned to die. 6. O may Thy love inspire my tongue! Salvation shall be all my song; And all my powers shall join to bless The Lord, my Strength and Righteousness.