Aloof from Christ my heart feels ill,
As my enemies besiege me still,
Desperate, I need the Holy Ghost,
In no strength of body or mind I boast,
But in Jesus Christ, His power alone,
Can make me fit for the judgement throne,
Not in my self-righteous, wretched rags, I stand.
But in thy pure robes, prepared beforehand.
there thy tender mercies cover me,
Break all my fetters and set me free.
Thy Amazing Grace with power untold
Reveals thy beauty, more precious than gold.
Thy Amazing grace creates a conquering soul.
That triumphs over sin’s sorrow, sadness and woes.
– Matthew Robb