1 O Lord, my God, Thy holy law
My ev'ry sin reveals;
A mirror clear, without a flaw,
No blemish it conceals.
2 In thought, in word, in deed, O God,
Thy will I oft transgress;
I well deserve Thy smiting rod,
And Thou dost claim redress.
3 But Jesus, Thine incarnate Son,
Fulfilled the law for me;
His precious blood my pardon won,
And I from guilt am free.
4 Thy grace hath wrought within my heart
A love that works no ill,
That bids me keep from sin apart
And gladly do Thy will.
5 O grant that I in love may grow
Thro' Thine abundant grace,
That I may praise Thee here below,
And there behold Thy face.
|First Line:||O Lord, my God, Thy holy law|
|Title:||O Lord, My God, Thy Holy Law|
|Author:||Anna Hoppe (1924)|
|Topic:||The Means of Grace: Holy Communion|
|Arranger:||Lowell Mason (1832)|
|Source:||Rev. John Chetham's Psalmody, 1718|