PASS ME NOT O GENTLE SAVIOR

I shared earlier this week about hearing the testimony of one whom God had snatched from the very clutches of death. The mother of this young woman told of how she sang the following song again and again to her daughter as she lay in a coma. This young woman could not remember anything upon awaking from June til September. Yet, she could recall every word to this song!
Oh the goodness of God!! Since hearing her speak earlier in the week, I have not been able to get this song off my mind. It is an old Fanny Crosby hymn, not one that we sing much in church anymore, but oh the richness and sweetness of it I beg you to absorb. Maybe this is your cry to God today...."While on others thou art calling, do not pass me by".

PASS ME NOT, O GENTLE SAVIOR

Pass me not, O gentle Savior,

Hear my humble cry;

While on others Thou art calling,

Do not pass me by.

Savior, Savior,Hear my humble cry;

While on others Thou art calling,

Do not pass me by.

Let me at Thy throne of mercy

Find a sweet relief,

Kneeling there in deep contrition;

Help my unbelief.

Trusting only in Thy merit,

Would I seek Thy face;

Heal my wounded, broken spirit,

Save me by Thy grace.

Thou the Spring of all my comfort,

More than life to me,

Whom have I on earth beside Thee?

Whom in Heav’n but Thee?

Text: Fanny J. Crosby, 1820-1915

Music: William H. Doane, 1832-1915