Hymns and Tunes 1886 445
Lord! at Thy Feet We Humbly Lie
Words: Simon Browne
1Lord! at thy feet we humbly lie,
And knock at mercy's door;
With heavy heart and downcast eye
Thy favor we implore.
2'Tis mercy, mercy, we implore;
We have thy mercy:
Thy grace is an exhaustless store,
And thou thyself art love.
3O, for the year, for Jesus sake
Our numerous sins forgive!
Thy grace our stony hearts can break:
Heal us, and bid us live.
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- Simon Browne
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The verse
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- 8.6.8.6
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- iambic (da-DUM) · 48% of beats fit
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Verse 1
Lord! at thy feet we humbly lie,/˘//˘/˘/8A
And knock at mercy's door;˘/˘/˘/6B
With heavy heart and downcast eye˘/˘/˘///8A
Thy favor we implore.//˘˘//6B
Verse 2
'Tis mercy, mercy, we implore;//˘/˘˘//8A
We have thy mercy:˘˘//˘5B
Thy grace is an exhaustless store,//˘˘???/8A
And thou thyself art love.˘/////6C
Verse 3
O, for the year, for Jesus sake˘˘˘/˘/˘/8A
Our numerous sins forgive!/˘/˘˘/˘/8B
Thy grace our stony hearts can break:///˘/˘/˘/9A
Heal us, and bid us live./˘˘/˘/6C
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.