Verse 1
Ah, woe is me, immerst in sin,
A man of lips and life unclean!
How shall I with thy message run,
Or preach the pardning God unknown?
Unless my God vouchsafe to chear
His guilty trembling messenger,
My fears disperse, my sins remove,
And purge me by the fire of love!

Verse 2
O wouldst thou touch my lips once more,
The comfort of thy grace restore,
Assure me, Lord, that mine thou art,
And stamp forgiveness on my heart,
Then should I in my Jesu’s name
Glad tidings of great joy proclaim,
Of grace, which every soul may find,
And glory bought for all mankind.