How sad our state by nature is

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My father dug this hymn up for me, I can't remember seeing it before. It's an Isaac Watts number written in common metre,  Indelible Grace have butchered, I mean remastered it here if you fancy your tunes a little more modern and unsingable.


1. How sad our state by nature is!
Our sin, how deep it stains!
And Satan binds our captive minds
Fast in his slavish chains.

2. But there's a voice of sovereign grace
Sounds form the sacred Word,
"Ho, ye despairing sinners, come,
And trust upon the Lord.

3. My soul obeys th' almighty call,
And runs to this relief;
I would believe Thy promise, Lord,
Oh,! help my unbelief.

4. To the dear fountain of Thy blood,
Incarnate God, I fly;
Here let me wash my spotted soul
From crimes of deepest dye.

5. Stretch out Thine arm, victorious King!
My reigning sins subdue;
Drive the old dragon from his seat,
With all his hellish crew.


6.A guilty, weak, and helpless worm,
On Thy kind arms I fall;
Be Thou my strength and righteousness,
My Jesus, and my all.
Posted March 29, 2012 @ 6:30 PM by Paul Levy
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