1. The man that views his guilt and sin
With clear enlightened eyes,
He sees how vile a wretch he's been,
And down in dust he lies.
2. With humble, low submission 'tis
His soul is brought to say,
That God the sovereign potter is,
And he but worthless clay.
3. His views are just and adequate,
He sees it would be right
If God should fix his future state
In black, eternal night.
4. He gives it in both free and frank,
His all he then resigns,
He's willing now to sign a blank,
And God should write the lines.
5. But yet he can't despair of grace,
He wrestles with his God,
And begs his precious soul might taste
The merits of his blood.
6. He pleads the merits of the Lamb,
That his poor soul might live;
He can't be willing to be damned,
Such language he doth give:
7. "The souls condemned to endless flames
Blaspheme the God above,
While heavenly saints on highest strains,
Do praise redeeming love.
8 "Should I be doomed to endless woe,
To burn forevermore,
'Twould never pay the debt I owe,
Nor cancel all the score.
9. "Ten million years in fire and smoke!
Amid the livid flame,
Will gain no credit on thy book,
The debt is still the same.
10. "But if by Christ my soul is freed,
He will my surety stand,
And every mite will then be paid,
Which justice can demand.
11. "If such a brand of fire as I
Should now be plucked from hell,
How would the winged seraphs fly,
Such blessed news to tell.
12. "To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
What glory would redound?
How would the spotless heavenly host,
Their golden trumpets sound?
13. "Must I despair of future bliss,
And so withdraw my suit?
No, God forbid, since mercy is
Thy darling attribute.
14. " My ardent cries shall still ascend
While I have power to speak,
And if I perish in the end,
I'll die beneath thy feet."
15. The man that's brought to such a case,
God won't his suit deny;
But he will give him saving grace,
And lift his soul on high.
16. The one in three, and three in one,
All glory is their due,
From beings far above the sun,
And human creatures too.