Verse 1
To Christ a wretched stranger,
And long insensible,
My misery, sin, and danger
I now with sorrow feel;
Void of divine affection,
Accurst I still remain,
And dread extreme rejection
Into eternal pain.

Verse 2
A conscious unbeliever
Ah, whither shall I fly?
The death that lasts for ever
Worthy I am to die:
In bitterness of spirit
I own my crime abhor’d,
Bought by his dying merit
I do not love my Lord.

Verse 3
Thou universal Lover
Of helpless misery,
Thou only didst discover
My want of love for Thee,
Thou, Lord, my wish inspirest
To know thee as thou art,
To be what Thou desirest,
To give thee all my heart.

Verse 4
A token of thy favor
My burthen I receive;
My manifested Saviour
Thou wilt thy Spirit give,
My deeply-felt affliction
This unbelief remove,
This load of malediction
And bless me with thy love.