Our fee­ble frame

...Touched with a sym­pa­thy with­in,

He knows what sore temp­ta­tions mean,...

...Whose ten­der care sus­tains

With death’s un­num­bered pains....

...And threat­en­ing ven­geance rolls above,

Almighty good­ness cries, For­bear!...

...And His great heart throbs with our bit­ter woes;

Every pang we feel, He has known the same....

...Lord Christ Thou know­est,

Thou canst con­ceive our high­est and our low­est,...

...Is such as ten­der par­ents feel;

He knows we are but dust,...

...Fatherlike He tends and spares us;

In His hands He gent­ly bears us,...