Lord, I Deserve Thy Deepest Wrath

Lord

I de­serve thy deep­est wrath

Ungrateful

faith­less I have been;

No ter­rors have my soul de­terred

Nor good­ness wooed me from my sin.

No ter­rors have my soul de­terred

Nor good­ness wooed me from my sin.

My heart is vile

my mind de­praved

My flesh re­bels against Thy will;

I am pol­lut­ed in Thy sight

Yet

Lord have mer­cy on me still!

I am pol­lut­ed in Thy sight

Yet

Lord have mer­cy on me still!

Without de­fense to Thee I look

To Thee the on­ly Sav­ior fly;

Without a hope

with­out a friend

In deep dis­tress to Thee I cry

Without a hope

with­out a friend

In deep dis­tress to Thee I cry.

Speak peace to me

my sins for­give

Dwell Thou with­in my heart

O God

The guilt and pow’r of sin re­move

And fit me for Thy blest ab­ode

The guilt and pow’r of sin re­move

And fit me for Thy blest ab­ode.