Pass me not, O gentle Savior

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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.
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Let me at Thy throne of mercy
  Find a sweet relief;
Kneeling there in deep contrition,
  Help my unbelief.
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Trusting only in Thy merit,
  Would I seek Thy face;
Heal my wounded, broken spirit,
  Save me by Thy grace.
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Thou the spring of all my comfort,
  More than life to me;
Whom have I on earth beside Thee?
  Whom in heaven but Thee?
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Oguche Johnson

Warri, Delta State, Nigeria

The inspired a lot of broken hearted...


Nkutobong Umoh

Gwarimpa, FCT, Abuja, Nigeria

A very good inspiring piece that builds faith and encourages a down trodden soul. It's lovely, inspiring and good to hear.


Nakwang Caroline

Kampala, Moroto, Uganda

Indeed He has never passed me not, and I appreciate my Savior. I love this song.


Joy Ayewoh (Mrs)

Gbagada, Lagos, Nigeria

Appreciating the words more as a wonderful person is being remembered by his family and friends today...


Grace

Milford, DE, United States

This melody was on my heart all through the night. So happy to find the lyrics. It has been medicine to my soul.


Victoria Nkantion

Westminster, United Kingdom

Great - l love this spiritual song it empower my faith.


Bob Fillingane

Hattiesburg, Mississippi, United States

I am thankful that Jesus did not pass me by!


Omoniyi Ezekiel Ibrahim

Ilesha, Osun State, Nigeria

God will never pass us by.


John Macdonald

Lower Hutt, New Zealand

I always used to think that the last stanza quoting from Psalm 73 was a bit out of place for a gospel song and something only said by more mature Christians rather than sinners seeking salvation, but now realise it is perfect in this context! When we come to the Saviour with a "wounded, broken spirit" we really have the sense that Christ is all we have on earth and in heaven as life, comfort, and healing. There's no other source that can satisfy a person in this state, and that is what the sinner needs to be brought to. Beautiful words.


Rob Johnson

York, North Yorkshire, United Kingdom

The story behind this, as told by John Hagee yesterday, is something else. Fanny Crosby, sitting on the end of a pew, blind and listening to an altar call, felt a lady pass by her as the ruffles on her clothes brushed Fanny Crosby when she passed. From that, a pencil and paper and this came about. Now that's inspiration!