Verse 1
Thou hidden God, for whom I groan,
Till thou thyself declare,
God inaccessible, unknown,
Regard a sinner’s prayer;
A sinner welt’ring in his blood,
Unpurg’d and unforgiven,
Far distant from the living God,
As far as hell from heaven.
Verse 2
An unregenerate child of man
On thee for faith I call,
Pity thy fallen creature’s pain,
And raise me from my fall.
The darkness which thro’ thee I feel
Thou only canst remove,
Thine own eternal power reveal,
Thy deity of love.
Verse 3
Thou hast in unbelief shut up,
That grace may let me go:
In hope believing against hope,
I wait the truth to know.
Thou wilt in me reveal thy name,
Thou wilt thy light afford:
Bound, and opprest, yet thine I am,
The prisoner of the Lord.
Verse 4
I would not to thy foe submit,
But hate the tyrant’s chain:
Send forth thy[1] prisoner from the pit,
Nor let me cry in vain:
Shew me the blood that bought my peace,
The cov’nant-blood apply,
And all my griefs at once shall cease,
And all my sins shall die.
Verse 5
Now, Lord, if thou art power, descend,
The mountain-sin remove,
My unbelief and troubles end,
If thou art truth and love:
Speak, Jesu, speak into my heart
What thou for me hast done,
One grain of living faith impart,
And God is all my own.
[1] Wesley changed “thy” to “the” in 1756.