Verse 1
A convert purg’d from all his stains,
Of his old cancel’d sins retains
The mournful memory;
My God, he cries, hath mercy shewn,
And saved, for Jesus sake alone,
The chief of sinners, me.
Verse 2
Superior grace he cannot boast,
But self-abhor’d, as in the dust,
Doth still his sins confess,
Less than the least in his own eyes,
Weeping at Jesus’ feet he lies,
And humbled all his days.