Verse 1
With sober joy, and conscious fear,
Father, we in thy sight appear,
Thy mercies and our sins confess,
And tremble, while we sing thy praise.

Verse 2
Repentance to our thanks we join,
The ministers of wrath divine,
The weapons in thy vengeful hand,
The scourges of a sinful land.

Verse 3
Thou justly hast chastiz’d thy foes,
But spar’d the authors of their woes,
Indulg’d us with a kind reprieve,
And strangely suffer’d us to live.

Verse 4
Not for our nation’s righteousness
Hast thou vouchsaf’d our arms to bless,
For we have most rebellious been,
For we have added sin to sin:

Verse 5
Have done thy Spirit worse despite,
Sinners against superior light,
A favour’d, but unthankful race,
Who trample on thy choicest grace.

Verse 6
Yet now before thy gracious throne
Our deep ingratitude we own,
Poor guilty worms, who blush to prove
The riches of thy patient love.

Verse 7
We offer up our weak desires
Of giving what thy love requires,
Of following after righteousness,
Of living to our Saviour’s praise.

Verse 8
But while we render thee thine own,
Thy power be in our weakness shewn,
Jesus to each thy love impart,
And bless us with a grateful heart.