VERSE 1
How sad our state by nature is
Our sin how deep it stains
When Satan takes our captive minds
And binds us with his chains
But there’s a voice of sovereign grace
Within Your sacred Word
“Come you hopeless, lost sinners come
And trust upon the Lord”
VERSE 2
My soul obeys the mighty call
And runs to this relief
I have believed Your promise, Lord
Oh help my unbelief
To the fountain of Your own blood
Incarnate God, I fly
Here let me wash my spotted soul
From crimes of deepest dye
VERSE 3
Stretch out Your arm, victorious King
My reigning sins subdue
Defeat the pride that dwells within
Keep Calvary in my view
A guilty, weak, and helpless soul
Into Your hands I fall
Lord, be my strength and righteousness
My Jesus, be my all
