You saw the sorry state of man
-The punishment he faced
In pity You devised a plan
-Sin's debt Your blood erased.
Upon my face I seek You, Lord
-Your servant in disgrace
Your word 'tis true a mighty sword
-Heart pierced I seek Your grace.
So quick to judge, forgiveness slow
-This heart please cleanse, I pray
Your gentle love help me to show
-To all along my way.
Too much my mind dwells on myself
-For fading things I lust
Too long Your Book sits on my shelf
-Collecting webs of dust.
Refreshing Spring please satiate
-This parched and barren land
Restore again that blissful state
-Bestowed by Your own hand.
O, Sovereign God, Exalted King
-Before Your throne I bow
Forevermore my soul shall sing
-The mercies You endow.