Verse 1
This dire propensity to ill
Shall I, my God, for ever feel,
By nature to all sin inclin’d,
And born thy foe in heart and mind?
Is it thy holy will? and must
The flesh against the Spirit lust,
With all that Spirit’s energy
Supprest, but not destroy’d, in me?

Verse 2
I hear thy feeble children cry
“Inbeing sin can never die,
“God will not take the root away,
“He never will its relicks slay:”
But let my Lord his counsel tell:
Must sin in saints for ever dwell?
Is this the glorious liberty,
The all of grace which is in Thee?

Verse 3
Thy Spirit in our inward parts,
Will He not purify our hearts,
A new, and sinless nature bring
Out of a foul, unholy thing?
Unless I have believ’d in vain,
Thy blood shall purge my every stain,
Shall sanctify thro’ faith sincere
My body, soul, and spirit here.

Verse 4
Jesus, if such thy saving name,
Jesus, in every age the same,
Assert thy power, and truth, and love,
Th’ enormous mountain to remove,
Up by its roots the tree to tear,
Our sins erase, our fall repair,
Thy welcome, perfect will make known
And reign in faithful hearts alone.