Out Of The Depths

And the scribes and Pharisees brought unto him a woman taken in adultery, and when they had set her in the midst, they said unto him "Master, this woman was taken in adultery, in the very act. Now Moses in the law commanded us that such be stoned; but what sayest thou?" [St. John, Chap, viii; 3, 4, 5.]

Reach thy hand to me, O Jesus;

Reach thy loving hand to me,

Or I sink, alas, and perish

In my sin and agony.

From the depths I cry, O Jesus,

Lifting up mine eyes to thee;

Save me from my sin and sorrow

With thy loving charity.

Pity, Jesus blessed Savior;

I am weak, but thou art strong;

Fill my heart with prayer and praises,

Fill my soul with holy song.

Lift me up, O sacred Jesus

Lift my bruised heart to thee;

Teach me to be pure and holy

As the holy angels be.

Scribes and Pharisees surround me:

Thou art writing in the sand:

Must I perish, Son of Mary?

Wilt thou give the stern command?

Am I saved? for Jesus sayeth

"Let the sinless cast a stone."

Lo the Scribes have all departed,

And the Pharisees are gone!

"Woman, where are thine accusers?"

(They have vanished one by one.)

"Hath no man condemned thee, woman?"

And she meekly answered "None."

Then he spake His blessed answer

Balm indeed for sinners sore

"Neither then will I condemn thee:

Go thy way and sin no more."