1. With Tears of Anguish I Lament
Here at thy feet, my God
My passion, pride, and discontent
And vile ingratitude.

2. Sure there was ne'er a heart so base,
So false as mine has been
So faithless to its promises,
So prone to ev'ry sin.

3. My reason tells me thy commands
Are holy, just and true;
Tells me whate'er my God demands
Is His most righteous due.

4. Reason I hear, her counsels weigh.
And all her words approve;
But still I find it hard t'obey,
And harder yet to love.

5. How long, dear Savior, shall I feel
These strugglings in my breast?
When wilt thou bow my stubborn will,
And give my conscience rest?

6. Break, sov'reign Grace, O break the charm,
And set the captive free;
Reveal, Almighty God, thine arm,
And haste to rescue me.