O Lord, With Shame Lyrics

O Lord, with shame I do confess

My universal emptiness

My poverty and pride

I cannot keep thee in my sight

Nor can I think one thought aright

Unless thy Spirit guide

I cannot from my idols part

Nor love the Lord with all my heart

Nor can myself deny

I cannot pray, and feel thee near

Nor can I sing with any cheer

Unless the Lord be nigh

Since Adam from God's image fell

On holy things we cannot dwell

The heart is turned aside

And none can raise to life the dead

But he who raised himself indeed

And for dead sinners died

Then let this mighty Jesus be

An all-sufficient help for me

Creating power and will

Thy grace sufficed the saints of old

It made them strong, it made them bold

And it suffices still

Then let this mighty Jesus be

An all-sufficient help for me

Creating power and will

Thy grace sufficed the saints of old

It made them strong, it made them bold

And it suffices still

And it suffices still