Verse 1
Ah! Lord, I do, I do repent
My vileness and thy justice own,
Humbly accept my punishment,
And scarse presume my griefs to groan,
Give my rebellious murmrings ore,
And kick against the pricks no more.

Verse 2
Holy, and just are all thy ways,
Most fitly contrary to me,
I see thy awful righteousness,
The wisdom of thy wrath I see,
My sin in every judgment read,
And meekly bow my guilty head.

Verse 3
Convinc’d I hear th’ instructive rod,
Which brings my secret faults to mind,
My long forgetfulness of GOD,
I now, of GOD forgotten, find.
Nor can I ask, who fled from thee,
Ah why hast thou forsaken me!

Verse 4
I woud not use the proffer’d Power,
Or warn’d, thy Spirit’s calls obey,
And now I cannot watch one hour,
I cannot for one moment pray,
The stony o’re my heart is spread,
And my dead soul is doubly dead.

Verse 5
Dead, dead to GOD, but still alive
To sin, I make my feeble moan,
Who in thy strength refus’d to strive,
Thy strength I find withdrawn and gone,
To every tempting lust give place,
And faint—without thy slighted grace.

Verse 6
To good averse, to ill inclin’d
Left to my own rebellious will,
The hatred of the carnal mind
An hundred fold increas’d I feel,
Yet cannot I my GOD accuse,
Who gives me but the thing I chuse.

Verse 7
Me if thou never more incline
In humble fear to sue for grace,
I cannot at my doom repine,
Or charge thee with unrighteousness
But merit all the plagues I feel,
And vindicate my GOD in hell.