Today’s hymn comes from Isaac Watts, and it tells of our poor and wretched state before Christ, yet his mercy and grace in saving us. Hallelujah, what a Saviour! Enjoy!
How sad our state by nature is!
Our sin how deep it stains!
And Satan binds our captive minds
Fast in his slavish chains.
But there’s a voice of sovereign grace
Sounds from the sacred Word,
‘Come, all despairing sinners, come,
And trust upon the Lord.’
My soul obeys the almighty call,
And runs to this relief;
I would believe Thy promise, Lord,
O help my unbelief.
To the dear fountain of Thy blood,
Incarnate God, I fly;
Here let me wash my guilty soul
From crimes of deepest dye.
A guilty, weak and helpless worm,
On Thy kind arms I fall;
Be Thou my strength and righteousness,
My Jesus and my All.
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