1 What shall the dying sinner do That seeks relief for all his woe? Where shall the guilty conscience find Ease for the torment of the mind?
2 How shall we get our crimes forgiven, Or form our natures fit for heaven? Can souls all o'er defil'd with sin Make their own powers and passions clean?
3 In vain we search, in vain we try, Till Jesus bring his gospel nigh; 'Tis there such power and glory dwell As saves rebellious souls from hell.
4 This is the pillar of our hope That bears our fainting spirits up; We read the grace, we trust the word, And find salvation in the Lord.
5 Let men or angels dig the mines Where nature's golden treasure shines, Brought near the doctrine of the cross All nature's gold appears but dross.
6 Should vile blasphemers with disdain Pronounce the truths of Jesus vain, I'll meet the scandal and the shame, And sing and triumph in his Name.