Oh let me kiss Thy pierced feet,
And bathe and wash them with my tears!
The story of Thy love repeat
In every drooping sinner’s ears,
That all may hear the quick’ning sound,
Since, I, e’en I, have mercy found
O let Thy love my heart constrain!
Thy love for ev’ry sinner free,
That ev’ry fallen soul of man
May taste the grace that found out me;
That all mankind with me may prove
Thy sov’reign everlasting love