Indwelling Sin Lamented

1 With tears of anguish I lament,
Here at Thy feet, my God,
My passion, pride, and discontent,
And vile ingratitude.

2 Sure there was ne'er a heart so base,
So false as mine has been;
So faithless to its promises,
So prone to every sin!

3 How long, dear Saviour, shall I feel
These strugglings in my breast?
When wilt Thou bow my stubborn will,
And give my conscience rest?

4 Break, sovereign Grace, oh, break the charm,
And set the captive free;
Reveal, Almighty God, Thine arm,
And haste to rescue me.

Amen.

Source: Book of Worship with Hymns and Tunes #386