1 O God of mercy, hear my call,
My loads of guilt remove,
Break down this separating wall
That bars me from thy love.

2 Give me the presence of thy grace,
Then my rejoicing tongue
Shall speak aloud thy righteousness,
And make thy praise my song.

3 No blood of goats nor heifer slain,
For sin could e'er attone;
The death of Christ shall still remain
Sufficient and alone.

4 A soul opprest with sin's desert
My God will ne'er despise;
A humble groan, a broken heart,
Is our best sacrifice.