1 Wherewith, O Lord, shall I draw near,
Or bow myself before thy face?
How in thy purer eyes appear?
What shall I bring to gain thy grace?
2 Will gifts delight the Lord most high?
Will multiply'd oblations please?
Thousands of rams his favor buy,
Or slaughter'd hecatombs appease?
3 Can these assuage the wrath of God?
Can these wash out my guilty stain?
Rives of oil, or seas of blood,
Alas! they all must flow in vain.
4 Guilty, I stand before thy face;
My sole desert is hell and wrath;
'Twere just the sentence should take place;
But Oh, I plead my Saviour's death!
5 I plead the merits of thy son
Who dy'd for sinners on the tree;
I plead his righteousness alone,
O put the spotless robe on me.
| Text Information | |
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| First Line: | Wherewith, O Lord, shall I draw near |
| Title: | Human righteousness insufficient to justify |
| Meter: | L. M. |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1799 |
| Scripture: | |
| Topic: | Human Righteousness insufficient |
| Notes: | Public Domain. |