260. The Soul ruined

1 How sad our state by nature is!
Our sin--how deep it stains!
And Satan holds our captive minds
Fast in his slavish chains.

2 But there's a voice of sovereign grace,
Sounds from the sacred word;
"Ho! ye despairing sinners, come,
And trust a pardoning, Lord."

3 My soul obeys the almighty call,
And runs to this relief;
I would believe thy promise, Lord:
Oh, help my unbelief!

4 A guilty, weak, and helpless worm,
On thy kind arms I fall;
Be thou my Strength and Righteousness,
My Saviour and my All.

Text Information
First Line: How sad our state by nature is!
Title: The Soul ruined
Author: Isaac Watts
Language: English
Publication Date: 1888
Scripture: ; ; ; ; ; ; ; ; ; ;
Topic: Access to God; Atonement: Necessary; Christ: Saviour
Tune Information
Name: HUMMEL
Composer: C. Zeuner
Meter: C. M.
Key: A♭ Major



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