Repentance, and Faith in the Blood of Christ. Ps. 51. 14
I. Watts C.M.
1
O God of mercy, hear my call;
My load of guilt remove;
Break down this separating wall,
That bars me from thy love.
2
Give me the presence of thy grace,
Then my rejoicing tongue
Shall speak aloud thy righteousness,
And make thy praise my song.
3
No blood of goats, nor heifers slain
For sin could e’er atone;
The death of Christ shall still remain
Sufficient and alone.
4
A soul oppressed with sin’s desert
The Lord will ne’er despise;
A humble groan, a broken heart,
Is our best sacrifice.
