Throughout My Fallen Soul I Feel

Throughout my fall­en soul I feel

The strength of pride in­vin­ci­ble;

But Thou

th’al­migh­ty God of grace

Canst proud as­pir­ing worms abase;

All things are pos­si­ble to Thee

Display Thy hum­bling pow­er on me

And for His sake

to me im­part

My Sav­ior’s low­li­ness of heart.