With broken heart and contrite sigh,
A trembling sinner, Lord, I cry;
Your pardoning grace is rich and free;
O God! be merciful to me.
I beat upon my troubled breast,
With deep and conscious guilt oppressed:
Christ and His Cross my only plea;
O God! be merciful to me.
And when, redeemed from sin and hell,
With all the ransomed saints I dwell,
My raptured song will ever be,
God has been merciful to me.
Far off I stand with tear-stained eyes,
I dare not lift them to the skies;
My deepest anguish You can see;
O God! be merciful to me.
No pious deeds or things I own,
Can for a single sin atone;
To Calvary alone I flee;
O God! be merciful to me.

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