Jesus, incarnate son of God

1 Jesus, incarnate Son of God,
Now hear us from on high;
Oh! seal our pardon by thy blood,
To thee, to thee we pray;
Our prostrate souls no merit claim;
We plead thine all-prevailing name.

2 Thy law is holy, just, and good,
It wakes our guilt and fear
And sin has risen like a flood,
To whelm us in despair:
We, guilty, fall before thy throne,
Thou, Lord, art righteous, thou alone.

3 Though ruin'd and defield by sin,
Our souls would turn and live;
Lord, if thou wilt, now make us clean,
And all our sins forgive:
Thy righteousness, thy bleeding love,
Can every stain of sin remove.

Source: The Minstrel of Zion: a book of religious songs, accompanied with appropriate music, chiefly original #153b