Jesu, meek and lowly,
Saviour, pure and holy,
On thy love relying
Hear me humbly crying.

Prince of life and power,
My salvation's tower,
On the Cross I view thee
Calling sinners to thee.

There behold me gazing
At the sight amazing;
Bending low before thee,
Helpless I adore thee.

By thy red wounds streaming
With thy life-blood gleaming,
Blood for sinners flowing,
Pardon free bestowing;

By that fount of blessing,
Thy dear love expressing,
All my aching sadness
Turn thou into gladness.

Lord, in mercy guide me,
Be thou e'er beside me;
In thy ways direct me,
'Neath thy wings protect me.


H. Collins