Have mercy, Lord, on all who wait
In place forlorn and lonely state,
Outside thy peaceful palace gate,
Misere, Domine.

These were the work of thine own hands;
Thy promise sure for ever stands;
Release them, Lord, from sin and bands.
Miserere, Domine.

By sweat of blood and crown of thorn,
By Cross to Calv'ry meekly borne,
Be thou to them salvation's dawn.
Miserere, Domine.

By thy five wounds and seven cries,
By thy pierced heart and closing eyes,
By thy dread awful sacrifice,
Miserere, Domine.

These souls forlom, Redeemer blest,
Never denied thee, but confest;
Grant them, at last, eternal rest.
Miserere, Domine

For these poor souls who cannot pray,
For gone is their probation day,
We plead thy Cross, and humbly say:
Miserere, Domine.

Remember all their sighs and tears,
One day with thee a thousand years;
Give peace, O Lord, and calm their fears.
Miserere, Domine.

As pants the hart for cooling spring.
As bird flies home with wearied wing,
Homeward they turn, Lord, homeward brings
Miserere, Domine.