1 Great God! from thee there’s nought concealed,
Thou seest my inward frame;
To thee I always stand revealed
Exactly as I am!
2 Since I can hardly, therefore, bear
What in myself I see;
How vile and black must I appear,
Most holy God, to thee!
3 But since my Saviour stands between,
In garments dyed in blood,
’Tis he, instead of me, is seen,
When I approach to God.
4 Thus, though a sinner, I am safe;
He pleads, before the throne,
His life and death in my behalf,
And calls my sins his own.
5 What wondrous love, what mysteries,
In this appointment shine!
My breaches of the law are his,
And his obedience mine.
Source: A Selection of Hymns for Public Worship. In four parts (10th ed.) (Gadsby's Hymns) #119