1 With conscious guilt and bleeding heart,
Near to thy throne of grace I fly;
O! Friend of friendless sinners, deign
To hear my penitential cry.
2 Borne down with sin's tremendous load,
I cannot raise my soul to thee;
E'en when I would approach thy throne,
Through unbelief I'm kept away.
3 O! sov'reign, gracious, pow'rful God,
Compel my sins to quit their seat;
And cloth'd with Jesus' finish'd robe,
I'll dare approach my Savior's feet.
4 My first, my only cry shall be,
"Thy sanctifying grace impart,
And form my soul alike to thee,
And dwell forever in my heart."
5 Then, when I quit this vale of tears,
Uncloth'd with flesh my soul shall rise:
Adorn'd with ev'ry shining grace,
Shall reign with God above the skies.
Source: A New Selection of Hymns; designed for the use of conference meetings, private circles, and congregations, as a supplement to Dr. Watts' Psalms and Hymns #8