Gently, gently lay Thy rod
On my sinful head, O God:
Stay Thy wrath, in mercy stay,
Lest I sink before its sway.

Heal me, for my flesh is weak:
Heal me, for Thy grace I seek;
This my only plea I make,
Heal me for Thy mercy's sake.

Who within the silent grave
Shall proclaim Thy power to save?
Lord, my trembling soul reprieve,
Speak, and I shall rise and live.

Lo! He comes! He heeds my plea!
Lo! He comes! The shadows flee!
Glory round me dawns once more;
Rise, my spirit, and adore!