I I lift my hands, and with my heart, My prayer ascends to Thee; In mercy take a sinner’s part, Lord, send Thy help to me. | II Lo! in the mire of sin I lie, My raiment all defiled; O come and set me up on high, And save Thy fallen child. | III I cannot cleanse the filthy stains,— I can but mourn and sigh; Do what I may, the guilt remains, I fail oft’ as I try. | IV In mercy, Lord, Thy mercy send, For merciful art Thou; And prove Thyself the sinner’s Friend,— O come and help me now. | V And let my life be ordered quite, As Thou wouldst have it be; When I am wrong, O set me right,— Lord, come and succour me. | VI And hold me up, lest to the mire Of sin my soul return; O let Thy love my spirit fire, And base affections burn. | VII And glory to my God I’ll give, And glory to the Son, And to the Spirit while I live, Great, Blessed, Three in One. | |