O Word of Pity, for Our Pardon Pleading

O word of pi­ty

for our par­don plead­ing

Breathed in the hour of lone­li­ness and pain;

O voice

which through the ag­es in­ter­ced­ing

Calls us to fel­low­ship with God again.

O word of com­fort

through the si­lence steal­ing

As the dread act of sac­ri­fice be­gan;

O in­fi­nite com­pas­sion

still re­veal­ing

The in­fi­nite for­give­ness won for man.

O word of hope to raise us near­er Heav­en

When cour­age fails us and when faith is dim;

The souls for whom Christ prays to Christ are giv­en

To find their par­don and their joy in Him.

O In­ter­ces­sor

who art ev­er liv­ing

To plead for dy­ing souls that they may live

Teach us to know our sin which needs for­giv­ing

Teach us to know the love which can for­give.