1 Alas, my God, my sins are great,
My conscience must upbraid me;
And now I find that at my strait
No human pow'r can aid me.
2 Were I to flee in my despair
In some lone spot to hide me,
My grief would still be with me there
And peace still be denied me.
3 I must, O Lord, by you be sought;
Oh, pity and restore me.
Just God, make not your wrath my lot;
Your Son has suffered for me.
4 If pain and woe must follow sin,
Then be my path still rougher.
Here spare me not; if heav'n I win,
On earth I gladly suffer.
5 But curb my heart, forgive me still,
Oh, make my patience firmer;
For they ignore your kindly will
Who at your chast'nings murmur.
6 All that you do is for my best;
Your grace will help me bear it
If but at last I see your rest
And with my Savior share it.
Source: Lutheran Worship #232
|Instances (1 - 2 of 2)||Title||First Line||Tune||Tune Key||Author||Meter||Scripture||Date||Subject||Source|
|Lutheran Worship #232||Alas, My God, My Sins Are Great||Alas, my God, my sins are great||ACH GOTT UND HERR||Johann Major, 1564-1654; Catherine Winkworth, 1829-78||447 447||1982||Confession ||
|The Cyber Hymnal #146||Alas, My God, My Sins Are Great||Alas! my God! my sins are great||ACH GOTT UND HERR||Johann Major; Catherine Winkworth||87.87||<cite>Chorale Book for England</cite> (London: Longman, Green, Longman, Roberts and Green, 1863), number 107.|