Laudes Domini ‎#563

563. The Soul ruined

1 How sad our state by nature is!
Our sin--how deep it stains!
And Satan holds our captive minds
Fast in his slavish chains.

2 But there's a voice of sovereign grace,
Sounds from the sacred word;
"Ho! ye despairing sinners, come,
And trust a pardoning Lord."

3 My soul obeys the almighty call,
And runs to this relief;
I would believe thy promise, Lord:
Oh, help my unbelief!

4 A guilty, weak, and helpless worm,
On thy kind arms I fall;
Be thou my Strength and Righteousness,
My Saviour and my All.

Text Information

• First Line: How sad our state by nature is!
• Title: The Soul ruined
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1884
• Topic: Atonement: Necessary; Christ: Lord our righteousness; Christ: Saviour; Faith: Confession of; Faith: Justification by; Forgiveness: Of Sin; Grace: Sovereign; Heart: Change of; Hope: Under Conviction; Law of God: Conviction under; Lost State of Man; Unbelief
• Notes: Public Domain

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