Psalm 101: If Thou canst so greatly bow

If Thou canst so greatly bow,
Friend of sinners, why not now?

At the close of life's short day
For Thyself to Thee I cry:
Dying, if Thou still delay,
Must I not for ever die?
Enter now Thy poorest home,
Nov/, my utmost Saviour, come!

When wilt Thou come unto me,
And bid my troubles cease.
After Thy mind renew me.
In truth and righteousness?
I want the heavenly Giver,
More than the gifts Divine;
Come to a weak believer.
My Lord, for ever mine.

When shall I walk before Thee,
Freed from the inbred ill.
In spirit and truth adore Thee,
And do Thy perfect will?
Then of my conversation
The end and sum Thou art.
With all Thy great salvation
Residing in my heart.