1. Low at thy feet, oh God, I fall,
Be thou my light, my strength, my all,
In times of deep distress;
On thee I cast my loads of care,
To thee I make my earnest prayer,
And all my guilt confess.
2. Though great the score, still, Lord, I cry,
Oh be that mercy ever nigh,
Procured by blood divine;
To one so vile, thy grace display,
Take all my crimson stains away,
And tell me I am thine.
3. One word from thee will give relief,
One look alleviate my grief,
And sacred peace afford;
Thy promises so rich and free,
Are made to sinners such as me
Oh hear thy servant, Lord.
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