Here, Lord, my soul convicted stands

Here, Lord, my soul convicted stands
Of breaking all thy ten commands;
And on me justly might'st thou pour
Thy wrath in one eternal shower.

But, thanks to God, its loud alarms
Have warned me of approaching harms;
And now, O Lord, my wants I see;
Lost and undone, I come to thee.

I see my fig-leaf righteousness
Can ne'er thy broken law redress;
Yet in thy gospel plan I see,
There's hope of pardon e'en for me.

Here I behold thy wonders, Lord,
How Christ has to thy law restored
Those honours, on the atoning day,
Which guilty sinners took away.

Amazing wisdom, power, and love,
Displayed to rebels from above!
Do thou, O Lord, my faith increase,
To love and trust thy plan of grace.