1 Searcher of hearts! to thee I all my soul display; And, conscious of its innate arts, Intreat thy strict survey.
2 If, lurking in its folds, I any sin conceal: O let a ray of light divine The secret guile reveal!
3 If, in these fetters bound, A wretched slave I lie: Smite off my chains, and wake my soul To light and liberty!
4 To penitence and pray'r Be gentle pity giv'n; Speak ample pardon to my heart, and seal its claim to heav'n.Source: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy: for the use of Evangelical Lutheran Churches; to which are added prayers for families and individuals #249