521   Depth of Mercy




[1]
Depth of mercy!; can there be
Mercy still reserved for me?
Can my God His wrath forbear?
Me the chief of sinners spare?

[2]
I have long withstood His grace
Long provoked Him to His face
Would not hearken to His calls
Grieved Him by a thousand falls.

[3]
Now incline me to repent;
Let me now my sins lament;
Now my foul revolt deplore
Weep believe and sin no more.

[4]
There for me the Savior stands
Shows His wounds and spreads His hands;
God is love! I know I feel;
Jesus weeps and loves me still.