HOW sad our state by nature is! Our sin, how deep it stains! And Satan binds...

John Wesley (1703-1791)

5 Verses Sovereign Grace Sin & Redemption Faith & Assurance

Verse 1

HOW sad our state by nature is! Our sin, how deep it stains! And Satan binds our captive souls Fast in his slavish chains.

Verse 2

But hark! a voice of sovereign grace Sounds from the sacred word; " Ho, ye despairing sinners, come, And trust upon the Lord!"

Verse 3

My soul obeys the Almighty's call, And runs to this relief; I would believe thy promise, Lord; O help my unbelief!

Verse 4

To the blest fountain of thy blood, Incarnate God, I fly; Here let me wash my spotted soul From sins of deepest dye.

Verse 5

A guilty, weak, and helpless worm, Into thy hands I fall; Be thou my strength and righteousness, My Saviour, and my all.