Verse 1
But as a beggar I
Not daring to draw nigh
Would at a distance stand,
Or sink beneath thy hand,
Afraid thy glorious eyes to meet,
And cry for mercy at thy feet.
Verse 2
I now thy grace implore,
And in the dust adore;
O for my Saviour’s sake,
Up from the dunghil take,
Numbred among thy princes own,
And raise the beggar to thy throne.