Lord, like the publican, I stand,
and lift my heart up unto to Thee;
Thy pard’ning grace, O God, command,
and be Thou merciful to me.
I own my sin before your sight
and do concede my guilt to Thee;
O save my soul from its dire plight,
and be Thou merciful to me.
My fault, my shame, I all confess;
I have no hope, no debate, no plea,
but Jesus’ blood and righteousness,
so be Thou merciful to me.
Here at Thy cross I still would wait,
nor from its shelter would I flee,
till Thou, O God, in mercy great,
are plenteous in grace to me.
Tune: Hamburg (“When I Survey the Wondrous Cross”)
Thomas Raffles, 1831/Ligon Duncan 2008