Album: All I Owe
How helpless guilty nature lies,
Unconscious of its load
The heart, unchanged, can never rise
To happiness and God.
Can nothing less than power divine,
The stubborn will subdue?
'Tis Thine, eternal Spirit, Thine,
To form the heart anew.
'Tis Thine, the passions to recall,
And upwards bid them rise;
And make the scales of error fall,
From reason's darkened eyes.
To chase the shades of death away
And bid the sinner live
Heaven's beam, a vital ray
'Tis Thine alone to give
Oh change these wretched hearts of ours,
And give them life divine;
Then shall our passions and our powers,
Almighty Lord, be Thine.
Oh change these wretched hearts of ours,
And give them life divine;
Then shall our passions and our powers,
Almighty Lord, be Thine.
Almighty Lord, be Thine
Almighty Lord, be Thine
How helpless guilty nature lies,
Unconscious of its load
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