Not Worthy, Lord, to Gather Up the Crumbs (EN 3030)

EN 3030 Not Worthy, Lord, to Gather Up the Crumbs

Matt.15.27

Versi Version 1

1

Not worthy, Lord, to gather up the crumbs

With trembling hand that from Thy table fall,

A weary, heavy laden sinner comes

To plead Thy promise and obey Thy call.

2

I am not worthy to be thought Thy child,

Nor sit the last and lowest at Thy board;

Too long a wanderer and too oft beguiled;

I only ask one reconciling word.

3

One word from Thee, my Lord, one smile, one look,

And I could face the cold, rough world again;

And with that treasure in my heart could brook

The wrath of devils and the scorn of men.

4

And is not mercy Thy prerogative—

Free mercy, boundless, fathomless, divine?

Me, Lord, the chief of sinners, me forgive,

And Thine the greater glory, only Thine.

5

I hear Thy voice; Thou bidd’st me come and rest;

I come, I kneel, I clasp Thy pierced feet;

Thou bidd’st me take my place, a welcome guest

Among Thy saints, and of Thy banquet eat.

6

My praise can only breathe itself in prayer,

My prayer can only lose itself in Thee;

Dwell Thou forever in my heart, and there,

Lord, let me sup with Thee; sup Thou with me.

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