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Savior, Prince, enthroned above

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1Savior, Prince, enthroned above, Repentance to impart, Give me, through thy dying love, The humble, contrite heart.

2Give what I have long implored, A penitent of grief; Turn, and look upon me, Lord, And break my heart of stone.

3For thine own compassion's sake, The gracious wonder show; Cast my sins behind thy back, And wash me white as snow.

4My pity now is stirred, If now I do myself bemoan, Turn, and look upon me, Lord, And break my heart of stone.

5See me, Savior, from above, Nor suffer me to die; Life, and happiness, and love, Drop from thy gracious eye.

6Speak the reconciling word, And let thy mercy melt me down; Turn, and look upon me, Lord, And break my heart of stone.

7O, clothe me in thy righteousness, Thy meek humility; Put on me thy glorious dress, Let thine image be restored.

8Thy name and nature let me prove; Fill me with thy fullness, Lord, And perfect me in love.

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Verse 1

Savior, Prince, enthroned above, Repentance to impart, Give me, through thy dying love, The humble, contrite heart./˘/???˘/˘/˘˘///˘///˘/˘/˘˘//27A

Verse 2

Give what I have long implored, A penitent of grief; Turn, and look upon me, Lord, And break my heart of stone./˘˘˘///˘/˘˘˘//˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/26A

Verse 3

For thine own compassion's sake, The gracious wonder show; Cast my sins behind thy back, And wash me white as snow.˘//˘/˘/˘/˘/˘//˘/˘///˘/˘/˘/26A

Verse 4

My pity now is stirred, If now I do myself bemoan, Turn, and look upon me, Lord, And break my heart of stone.˘/˘/˘/˘/˘˘//˘//˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/27A

Verse 5

See me, Savior, from above, Nor suffer me to die; Life, and happiness, and love, Drop from thy gracious eye./˘/˘˘˘/˘/˘˘˘//˘/˘˘˘//˘//˘/26A

Verse 6

Speak the reconciling word, And let thy mercy melt me down; Turn, and look upon me, Lord, And break my heart of stone./˘/˘/˘/˘///˘/˘//˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/28A

Verse 7

O, clothe me in thy righteousness, Thy meek humility; Put on me thy glorious dress, Let thine image be restored.˘/˘˘//˘˘//˘/˘˘/˘˘//˘˘////˘˘˘/29A

Verse 8

Thy name and nature let me prove; Fill me with thy fullness, Lord, And perfect me in love.//˘/˘/˘//˘˘//˘/˘˘/˘˘/21A

Counted by machine from the CMU Pronouncing Dictionary. It cannot hear emphasis or a poet’s licence, so treat it as a place to start reading, not the last word.