A Collection of Psalms and Hymns ‎#B.XV

B.XV. Faith in Christ

1 How sad our State by Nature is,
Our Sin how deep it stains!
And Satan binds our captive Souls
Fast in his slavish Chains.

2 But there's a Voice of sovereign Grace
Sounds from the sacred Word,
Here ye despairing Sinners come,
And trust upon the Lord.

3 My Soul obeys th' Almighty Call,
And runs to this Relief;
I wou'd believe thy Promise, Lord!
O! help my unbelief.

4 To the blest Fountain of thy Blood,
Incarnate God, I fly;
Here let me wash my spotted Soul
From Crimes of deepest Die.

5 Stretch out thy Arm, victorious King
My reigning Sins subdue;
Drive the old Dragon from his Seat,
With all infernal Crew.

6 A guilty, weak, and helpless Worm,
Into thy Arms I fall;
Be thou my Strength and Righteousness,
My Jesus, and my All.

Text Information

• First Line: How sad our State by Nature is
• Title: Faith in Christ
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1737
• Notes: Public Domain.

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