Verse 1
Come thou Spirit of contrition,
Fill our souls with tender fears,
Conscious of our lost condition
Melt us into gracious tears,
Just and holy detestation
Of our bosom-sins impart,
Sins that caus’d our Saviour’s Passion,
Sins that stabb’d him to the heart.
Verse 2
Fill our flesh with killing anguish,
All our members crucify,
Let th’ offending nature languish
Till on Jesu’s cross it die;
All our sins to death deliver,
Let not one, not one survive;
Then we live to God forever,
Then in heaven on earth we live.