Sinner How Thy Heart Is Troubled

Sinner, how thy heart is troubled!
God is coming very near;
Do not hide thy deep emotion,
Do not check that falling tear.

O be saved, his grace is free!
O be saved, he died for thee!
O be saved, he died for thee!

Jesus now is bending o’er thee,
Jesus lowly, meek and mild;
To the friend who died to save thee
Wilt thou not be reconciled?

With a lowly, contrite spirit,
Kneeling at the Saviour’s feet,
Thou canst feel this very moment
Pardon, precious, sure, complete.

Let the angels bear the tidings
Upward to the courts of Heaven;
Let them sing with holy rapture
O’er another soul forgiven.