Depth of mercy! can there be Mercy still reserved for me? Can my God His wrath forbear? Me, the chief of sinners, spare?
I have long withstood His grace, Long provoked Him to His face; Would not hearken to His calls; Grieved Him by a thousand falls.
Now incline me to repent, Let me now my sins lament; Now my foul revolt deplore, Weep, believe, and sin no more.