Verse 1
Giver of penitence, begin
Thy previous work of grace in me,
Convinc’d, confounded at my sin,
Deep sunk in false humility
My groveling, abject spirit raise;
Yet all my righteous pride abase.
Verse 2
To rectify my crooked will,
To smooth my nature’s ruggedness,
Reform’d from every outward ill
O bid me now from sinning cease,
Thy way into my heart prepare,
And then display thy Glory there.