LSB 4191

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Savior, When in Dust to Thee
Savior, when in dust to TheeLow we bow
thadoring kneeWhen, repentant, to the
skiesScarce we lift our weeping eyesOh, by all
Thy pains and woeSuffered once for us
below,Bending from Thy throne on high,Hear our
penitential cry!
LSB 419-1
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By Thy helpless infant years,By Thy life of want
and tears,By Thy days of deep distressIn the
savage wilderness,By the dread, mysterious
hourOf the insulting tempters powerTurn, O,
turn a favoring eyeHear our penitential cry!
LSB 419-2
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By Thine hour of dire despair,By Thine agony of
prayer,By the cross, the nail, the
thorn,Piecing spear, and torturing scorn,By the
gloom that veiled the skiesOer the dreadful
sacrifice,Listen to our humble sighHear our
penitential cry!
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By Thy deep expiring groan,By the sad sepulchral
stone,By the vault whose dark abodeHeld in vain
the rising God,O, from earth to heavn
restored,Mighty, reascended Lord,Bending from
Thy throne on high,Hear our penitential cry!
LSB 419-4