I found these while playing through the hymnal and wanted to share them with y’all.
How Sad Our State
How sad our state by nature is, Our sin how deep it stains; And Satan binds our captive minds Fast in his slavish chains. But there’s a voice of sov’reign grace Sounds from the sacred Word, “Ho! ye despairing sinners come, And trust upon the Lord.” My soul obeys th’almighty call, And runs to this relief; I would believe Thy promise, Lord; O help my unbelief. Unto the fountain of Thy blood, Incarnate God, I fly; Here let me wash my spotted soul From crimes of deepest dye.
Stretch out Thine arm, victorious King, My reigning sins subdue; And drive the dragon from his seat, With all his hellish crew. A guilty weak and helpless worm, On Thy kind arms I fall, Be Thou my strength and righteousness, My Jesus, and my all.
Author: Isaac Watts Lyrics copied from https://www.sermonaudio.com/hymn_details.asp?PID=howsad
From Depths of Woe
From depths of woe I cry to Thee, Lord hear me, I implore Thee. Bend down Thy gracious ear to me, My prayer let come before Thee. Lord, since Thy searching eye doth see Our sin and our iniquity, Lord, who can stand before Thee?
To gain remission of our sin, Thy grace alone availeth; Thy favor we may strive to win, But all our labor faileth; No man can glory in thy sight, All must alike confess Thy might, And live alone by mercy.
Though great our sins and sore our woes His grace much more aboundeth; His helping love no limit knows, Our utmost need it soundeth. Our Shepherd good He is indeed, His own lost sheep to seek and lead With tender love and pity.
My hope I rest then on the Lord, And build not on my merit; My heart shall trust His gracious Word To stay my fainting spirit. His precious Word assureth me He will my Joy and comfort be; This is my firm reliance.
Author: Martin Luther
Lyrics copied from https://www.sermonaudio.com/hymn_details.asp?PID=fromdepths
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