1 By Thy birth, and by Thy tears,
By Thy human griefs and fears,
By Thy conflict in the hour
Of the subtle tempter's power:
Saviour, look with pitying eye;
Saviour, help me, or I die.

2 By Thy lonely hour of prayer,
By Thy fearful conflict there,
By Thy cross and dying cries,
By Thy one great sacrifice:
Saviour, look with pitying eye;
Saviour, help me, or I die.

3 By Thy triumph o'er the grave,
By Thy power the lost to save,
By Thy high, majestic throne,
By the empire all Thine own,
Saviour, look with pitying eye;
Saviour, help me, or I die.

AMEN.