Sinful, Sighing to Be Blest

Sinful, sighing to be blest, Bound, and longing to be free; Weary, waiting for my rest; God be merciful to me.

Goodness I have none to plead; Sinfulness in all I see, I can only bring my need; God be merciful to me.

Broken heart and downcast eyes Dare not lift themselves to Thee; Yet Thou canst interpret sighs God be merciful to me.

From this sinful heart of mine, To Thy bosom I would flee; I am not my own but Thine, God be merciful to me.

There is One beside the Throne, And my only hope and plea; Are in Him, and Him alone: God be merciful to me.

He my cause will undertake, My interpreter will be, He's my all and for His sake; God be merciful to me.