Pass me not, O gentle Saviour

Pass me not, O gentle Saviour, Hear my humble cry;
While on others you are calling, Do not pass me by.
Let me at your throne of mercy, Find a sweet relief,
Kneeling there in deep contrition; Help my unbelief.

Saviour, Saviour,
Hear my humble cry;
While on others you are calling,
Do not pass me by.

Trusting only in Your merit, Would I seek Your face;
Heal my wounded, broken spirit, Save me by Your grace.
You the Spring of all my comfort, More than life to me,
Whom have I on earth but my God! Whom in Heav’n but He!

Fanny Crosby, 1868, lyrics modernised.
ht: Jared Wilson