When I before the LORD will stand
and fall o'erpowered by glory grand
I know that, yet unworthy, I'll go free
My sin deserves a judgement fierce
my soul with pangs of torment pierce
in death and hell for all eternity
I know my guilt; I am ashamed
'twas by my hand God's Christ was maimed
I am the one led Him to Calvary
I built His cross, I drove the nails
by my spear was His side impaled
and my mouth mocked and jeered His agony
I live my life, day in, day out
my liberty, my freedom flout
as if I am my own authority
Angér and malice, vengeance too
bittérness, lust, to name a few
are fruits that I bear — Ah! too frequently
But on a cross, atonement made
the Son of God in stone tomb laid
then raised again in mighty victory
I am not worthy LORD to share
the triumph, nor to be an heir
of majesty; but say Thou "Come to me?"
Thou art exalted on the throne
all-glorious, lifted up alone
all falling, bowing to Thy sov'reignty
What credit dare I claim to own?
what merit have I ever shown
that Thou wouldst come to bleed and die for me?
O! Praise the Lamb Who paid the debt!
the ransom met, the sinner set
in place of blood-washed, snow-white purity
O! Praise the man who in my stead
was beaten, smitten, slaughtered dead!
This miracle: that God would die for me!
Thou art The Life, The Truth, The Way
Thou art the Everlasting Day
Thou art the Son of blesséd Trinity
Thou art Creator of the world
Thou art expressed though Thy Son: Word
Thou art the Father in the Trinity
Thou art our Comfort, and the Breath
of Life that comes at our sin's death
Thou Holy Spirit — third in Trinity
We cry "Holy, holy, holy!
only Thou art LORD Almighty
Thou Father, Son, and Spirit; Trinity!"
O! LORD my God show my Thy face!
Encompass me with Thy great grace!
"Behold, my child, there is a place by me"
O God I long to hear Thy voice!
I aim to make of Thee my choice!
"Seek my face is my message unto thee"
I did not know — could not foresee —
that by His death I'd be set free
that through His wounds my path to heaven be
He knew the pain, He knew the loss
He knew that shame came with the cross
yet bore the sin His Father would not see
What will it take keep me true
to Thee, the One Who bore me through
in love took on Thee my just penalty?
What can I say? Where can I go?
Which poor souls can I make to know
the gospel of Thy great act of mercý?
I could have been Thy servant sent
unto the world, if I but went
when Thy call came to me with clarity
I cried that I would surely go
if where Your call was I did know
but in Thy Word Thou saidst to all "go ye"
I claimed I'll spend and will be spent
affirmed to serve whate'er it meant —
if only I had spoken truthfully
When I for Thy pure presence cry
I still yet by my life belie
that this request is made in honesty
I walk the race; I beat the air
I wallow deep in my despair
I live in sham of Christianity
I ought to be contrariwise
and grant to myself base ignominy
Without I am not seen profane
in heart I have with many lain
they — innocent — are ravaged lustfully
My eyes my master, I, the slave
feign to resist, then comes the cave-
in to that thing from which I ought to flee
In grief I curse my wicked heart
I hide, afraid to seek new start
ashamed of my great sinful misery
I strive to make the outside clean
within the bones of dead men lean
on white-washed walls of stone-cold vanity
Depravéd I keep under lid
those sins to which men's eyes are hid
confessing not, to liberated be
Just yesterday, lift' up in pride
of holiness (but my heart lied)
I thought was in me; my great piety
The fool! I, ignoble soul
my mind under fleshlý control
why do I not surrender now to Thee?
Surrender true? Surrender not?
Surrenders of the past forgot:
surrender now with freshened fervency
Jehovah — Thou the Holy God
original, uniquely odd
the awesome fullness of all Deity
My God Thou must by Thy hand draw
me to Thy side and I in awe
must simply yield and fall in faith on Thee
My God, the Master, Lord of Peace
My King, the source of all increase
The Faithful One, and my security
The Great and Mighty Holy One
Who sent to us His only Son
The One with Whom I will forever be
In my dark past, a world of shame
Where I — unworthy — wore Thy name
Thou in Thy mercy drew me unto Thee
But still within my wicked heart
Lay sins from which I would not part
The lusts which I have clung to desperately
Thy peace I cannot ever know
When still the seeds of sin I sow
When I yet practice flesh-fruit husbandry
I know Thy Word doth fully show
For Thee to come my sin must go
Thou wilt not stomach my coregency
My body's temple, my heart's throne
But one may have it; one may own
And only I can ever take the knee
Thy sovereignty will bow to none
At our world's end we'll bow as one
I must submit — so why not willingly?