232. Alas, My God, My Sins Are Great

1 Alas, my God, my sins are great,
My conscience must upbraid me;
And now I find that at my strait
No human pow'r can aid me.

2 Were I to flee in my despair
In some lone spot to hide me,
My grief would still be with me there
And peace still be denied me.

3 I must, O Lord, by you be sought;
Oh, pity and restore me.
Just God, make not your wrath my lot;
Your Son has suffered for me.

4 If pain and woe must follow sin,
Then be my path still rougher.
Here spare me not; if heav'n I win,
On earth I gladly suffer.

5 But curb my heart, forgive me still,
Oh, make my patience firmer;
For they ignore your kindly will
Who at your chast'nings murmur.

6 All that you do is for my best;
Your grace will help me bear it
If but at last I see your rest
And with my Savior share it.

Text Information
First Line: Alas, my God, my sins are great
Title: Alas, My God, My Sins Are Great
Author: Johann Major, 1564-1654
Translator: Catherine Winkworth, 1829-78 (alt.)
Meter: 447 447
Language: English
Publication Date: 1982
Topic: Confession
Tune Information
Name: ACH GOTT UND HERR
Meter: 447 447
Key: A Major
Source: Christoph Peter, Andachts-Zymbeln, Freyberg, 1655
Copyright: Arrangement: Copyright 1982 Concordia Publishing House.



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