Verse 1
Conscious of all that I have done
Since first I woud from God depart,
I cannot bear, I cannot shun
The dire reproach of my own heart,
The stings of grief, remorse, and fear,
Presaging death and judgment near.
Verse 2
Memory severe, and secret shame
With scorpion-whips my spirit tear;
Caught in the toils of hell I am,
The pit of bottomless despair:
The knawings of that worm I feel
Which only Jesus blood can kill.
Verse 3
O that I coud in Him believe,
And find the fountain in his side!
O that I coud his blood perceive,
To this foul, faithless heart applied!
Saviour, from all my sins release,
And bid me now depart in peace.
Verse 4
Sprinkle, and make my conscience pure:
For this alone on earth I stay,
And humbly of thy favor sure
Woud hasten to shake off my clay,
With joy my hallow’d soul resign
And plunge in depths of LOVE Divine!