God of Infinite Compassion

God of in­fi­nite com­pass­ion

God of un­ex­haust­ed love

From a sin­ful

sink­ing na­tion

Once again Thy plagues re­move;

Snatch us from the jaws of ru­in

See Thy help­less peo­ple

see!

Death and hell are close pur­su­ing

Save

O save us un­to Thee.

Have we not filled up the mea­sure

Of our dar­ing wick­ed­ness

Challenged all Thy just dis­plea­sure

Quenched the spir­it of Thy grace?

Yes

our hein­ous pro­vo­ca­tions

For Thy hea­vi­est judg­ments cry:

We have wear­ied out Thy pa­tience

Forced Thy love to let us die.

Why should not the dread­ful sen­tence

Now on all our souls take place?

Why should not Thine in­stant ven­geance

Swallow up our faith­less race?

How can we ex­pect Thy fa­vor?

Good and gra­cious as Thou art

Sinners’ ad­vo­cate and Sav­ior

Find the an­swer in Thy heart!

Jesus

migh­ty me­di­at­or

Plead the cause of guil­ty man:

Pity is Thy gen­tle na­ture

Canst Thou let us cry in vain?

From Thy Fa­ther’s an­ger screen us

Suffer not His wrath to move;

Stand Thou in the gap be­tween us

Change His pur­pose into love.