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Avon

Southern Harmony no. 290

First Line:	Oh! thou, whose tender mercy hears
Source:	Scottish
Meter:	C.M.
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1. Oh! thou, whose tender mercy hears
   Contrition's humble sigh;
   Whose hand indulgent wipes the tears
   From sorrow's weeping eye.

2. See, low before thy throne of grace,
   A wretched wanderer mourn;
   Hast thou not bid me seek thy face?
   Hast thou not said--return?

3. And shall my guilty fears prevail
   To drive me from thy feet?
   Oh! let not this dear refuge fail,
   This only safe retreat.

4. Absent from thee, my Guide, my Light,
   Without one cheering ray;
   Through dangers, fears and gloomy night,
   How desolate my way!

5. Oh! shine on this benighted heart,
   With beams of mercy shine!
   And let thy healing voice impart
   A taste of joys divine.
      

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