In darkness born, I went astray,

In darkness born, I went astray,
And wandered from the gospel way;
And since the Saviour gave me sight,
I cannot see without his light.

So poor, and blind, and lame I am,
My all is bound up in the Lamb;
And blessèd am I when I see
My spirit's inmost poverty.

I cannot walk without his might,
I cannot see without his light;
I can have no access to God,
But through the merits of his blood.

It makes me feel my ruined state,
It lays my soul at mercy's gate;
And Jesus smiles at such a guest;
And cheers him with a heavenly feast.