J. S. B. Monsell
SINFUL, sighing to be blest,
Bound, and longing to be free,
Weary, waiting for my rest:
God be merciful to me.
2
Holiness, I’ve none to plead,
Sinfulness in all I see;
I can only bring my need:
God be merciful to me.
3
Broken heart and downcast eyes
Dare not lift themselves to Thee;
Yet Thou canst interpret sighs:
God be merciful to me.
4
There is One beside the throne,
And my only hope and plea
Are in Him, and Him alone:
God be merciful to me.
5
He my cause will undertake,
My Interpreter will be;
He’s my all, and for His sake,
God be merciful to me.
