Oppressed with sin and woe,
⁠A burdened heart I bear,
Opposed by many a mighty foe;
⁠But I will not despair.

With this polluted heart,
⁠I dare to come to Thee,
Holy and mighty as Thou art;
⁠For Thou wilt pardon me.

I feel that I am weak,
⁠And prone to every sin;
But Thou who giv'st to those who seek,
⁠Wilt give me strength within.

Far as this earth may be
⁠From yonder starry skies,
Remoter still am I from Thee;
⁠Yet Thou wilt not despise.

I need not fear my foes,
⁠I need not yield to care,
I need not sink beneath my woes;
⁠For Thou wilt answer prayer.