1 Lord, I deserve Thy deepest wrath,
ungrateful, faithless I have been;
no terrors have my soul deterred,
nor goodness wooed me from my sin.

2 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!

3 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.

4 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.