1 Ah, what can I, a sinner, do,
With all my guilt opprest?
I feel the hardness of my heart,
And conscience knows no rest.
2 Great God, thy good and perfect law
Does all my life condemn;
The secret evils of my soul
Fill me with fear and shame.
3 How many precious Sabbaths gone,
I never can recall;
And Oh, what cause have I to mourn,
Who misimprov'd them all!
4 How long, how often have I heard
Of Jesus, and of heav'n;
Yet scarcely listen'd to his word,
Or pray'd to be forgiv'n!
5 Constrain me, Lord, to turn to thee,
And grant renewing grace;
For thou this flinty heart canst break,
And thine shall be the praise.
Source: A Collection of Hymns and Prayers, for Public and Private Worship #181