100b. Original and actual Sin confessed

1 Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin,
And born unholy and unclean;
Sprung from the man whose guilty fall
Corrupts the race, and taints us all.

2 Soon as we draw our infant breath,
The seeds of sin grow up for death;
Thy law demands a perfect heart;
But we're defil'd in every part.

3 [Great God, create my heart a-new,
And form my spirit pure and true;
Oh make me wise betimes to spy
My danger and my remedy.]

4 Behold I fall before thy face;
My only refuge is thy grace;
No outward forms can make me clean;
The leprosy lies deep within.

5 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast,
Nor hysop-branch, nor sprinkling priest,
Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea,
Can wash the dismal stain away.

6 Jesus, my God, thy blood alone
Hath power sufficient to attone;
Thy blood can make me white as snow;
No Jewish types could cleanse me so.

7 While guilt disturbs and breaks my peace,
Nor flesh nor soul hath rest or ease;
Lord, let me hear thy pardoning voice,
And make my broken heart rejoice.

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First Line: Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin
Title: Original and actual Sin confessed
Meter: Long Metre
Language: English
Publication Date: 1786
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Topic: Backsliding Sol in Distress and Desertion: restored; Blood of Christ cleansing from Sin; Christ: faith in his blood (14 more...)
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