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. Whence to me this waste of love ? Ask my Advocate above ! See the cause in Jesus' face, Now before the throne of grace.
4. There for me the Saviour stands, Shows His wounds, and spreads His God is love, I know, I feel ; [hands ; Jesus weeps, and loves me still.
5. If I rightly read Thy heart, If Thou all companion art, Bow Thine ear, in mercy bow, Pardon and accept me now !