A Hymn, by the Same, About an Hour Before His Death, When in Great Pain

To thee, my God, though late, at last I turn; Not for my sufferings, but my sins I mourn. For all my crimes thy mercy I implore, And to those mercies thou hast shewn before, Add, Lord, thy grace, that I may sin no more. I beg thy goodness to prolong my breath, And give me life, but to prepare for death. Pardon, O pardon my transgressions past; Lord, I repent; let my repentance last:— Let me again this mortal race begin, Let me live on, but not live on to sin:— Which if thy heavenly wisdom find unfit, Thy will be done, I humbly do submit. But let thy sovereign mercy bear the sway, Let justice throw the flaming sword away, Or man can ne'er abide the dreadful day. O, by the cross and passion of thy Son, Whose sacred death the life of man begun, By that dear blood which our redemption cost, And by the coming of the Holy Ghost; Deliver us amidst the life to come, In the last hour, and at the day of doom!