All my days I will sing this song of gladness, give my praise to the Fountain of delights; for in my helplessness you heard my cry, and waves of mercy poured down on my life. I will trust in the cross of my Redeemer, I will sing of the…
A debtor to mercy alone, of covenant-mercy I sing; nor fear, with your righteousness on, my person and offering to bring: the terrors of law and of God with me can have nothing to do; my Saviour’s obedience and blood hide all my transgressions from view. The work which…
Alas! and did my Saviour bleed And did my Sovereign die? Would he devote that sacred head For such a one as I? His body slain before its time His head was bathed in blood He bore the mark of wrath divine While in my place he stood Well might…