Verse 1
By justice doom’d to die,
I feel the time is nigh,
Wanting strength, increasing care,
Sickly life’s redoubled load,
All cry out, For death prepare,
O prepare to meet thy God!

Verse 2
With thankfulness and fear
Thy warning voice I hear:
Let me then my life’s remains
To unfeign’d repentance give,
’Midst infirmities and pains,
Meek, and daily dying, live.

Verse 3
Giver of godly woe,
On me the grace bestow;
Stony into fleshly turn
By thy last expiring cry;
Bid me look on thee and mourn,
Mourn, and with my Saviour die.

Verse 4
Thy bleeding love declare,
Too strong for life to bear;
Let it purge, and break my heart,
Then my heart’s desire I prove,
Bowing on thy cross depart,
Pay thee back thy bleeding love.