1 LORD, in this thy mercy's day, Ere it pass for ay away, On our knees we fall and pray. 2 Holy Jesus, grant us tears, Fill us with heart-searching fears, Ere that awful doom appears. 3 Lord, on us thy Spirit pour, Kneeling lowly at the door, Ere it close for evermore. 4 By thy night of agony, By thy supplicating cry, By thy willingness to die. 5 By thy tears of bitter woe, For Jerusalem below, Let us not thy love forgo. 6 Judge and Saviour of our race, When we see Thee face to face, Grant us 'neath thy wings a place.