Hymn For Today - 3

Forgive them O My Father

They know not what they do

The Saviour spake in anguish

As the sharp nails went through

No pained approaches gave He

To them that shed His Blood

But prayer and tenderest pity

Large as the love of God

For me was that compassion

For me that tender care

I need His wide forgiveness

As much as any there

It was my price and hardness

That hung Him on the Tree

Those cruel nails O Saviour

Were driven in by me

And often I have slighted

Thy Gentle Voice that chide

Forgive me too Lord Jesus

I know not what I did

O depth of sweet compassion

O Love Divine and True

Save Thou the souls that slight Thee

And know not what they do