Verse 1
O great mountain, who art thou
Immense, immoveable!
High as heaven aspires thy brow,
Thy foot sinks deep as hell:
Thee, alas! I long have known,
Long have felt thee fixt within,
Still beneath thy weight I groan;
Thou art indwelling sin.

Verse 2
Thou art darkness in my mind,
Perverseness in my will,
Love inordinate and blind,
Which always cleaves to ill,
Every passion’s wild excess,
Anger, lust, and pride thou art,
Self, and sin, and sinfulness,
And unbelief of heart.

Verse 3
Not by human might, or power
Canst thou be mov’d from hence,
But thou shalt flow down before
Divine omnipotence;
My Zerubbabel is near,
I have not believ’d in vain,
Thou, when Jesus doth appear,
Shalt sink into a plain.

Verse 4
Christ, the head, the corner-stone
Shall be brought forth in me;
Glory be to Christ alone,
His grace shall set me free:
I shall shout my Saviour’s name,
Him I evermore shall praise,
All the work of grace proclaim,
Of sanctifying grace.

Verse 5
Christ hath the foundation laid,
And Christ shall build me up,
Surely I shall soon be made
Partaker of my hope:
Author of my faith he is,
He its finisher shall be,
Perfect love shall seal me his
To all eternity.