378. The Beggar's Prayer

1 A beggar poor, at mercy’s door,
Lies such a wretch as I;
Thou know’st my need is great indeed,
Lord, hear me when I cry.

2 With guilt beset, and deep in debt,
For pardon, Lord I pray;
O let thy love sufficient prove
To take my sins away.

3 A wicked heart is no small part
Of my distress and shame;
Let sovereign grace its crimes efface,
Through Jesus’ blessed name.

4 [My darkened mind, I daily find,
Is prone to go astray;
Lord, on it shine, with light divine,
And guide it in thy way.]

5 [My stubborn will opposes still
Thy wise and holy hand;
Thy Spirit send to make it bend
To thy supreme command.]

6 Affections wild, by sin defiled,
Oft hurry me away;
Lord, bring them home, nor let them roam
From Christ, the Living Way.

7 [A conscience hard does oft retard
My walk in holy peace;
Let it by thee made tender be,
And all its hardness cease.]

8 [My memory bad, but what is sad,
Can folly still retain;
O fill it, Lord, with thy sweet word,
And let it there remain.]

9 Before thy face I’ve told my case;
Lord, help, and mercy send;
Pity my soul, and make me whole,
And love me to the end.

Text Information
First Line: A beggar poor, at mercy's door
Title: The Beggar's Prayer
Author: Medley
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1844
Topic: Prayer and Watchfulness
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