ELHB Hymn 421
Alas, my God! my sins are great
Martin Rutilius (1604)
Hymn Text
421. Alas, my God! my sins are great
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1 Alas, my God! my sins are great,
My conscience doth upbraid me;
And now I find that at my strait
No man hath power to aid me.
My conscience doth upbraid me;
And now I find that at my strait
No man hath power to aid me.
2 And fled I hence, in my despair,
In some lone spot to hide me,
My griefs would still be with me there,
And peace still be denied me.
In some lone spot to hide me,
My griefs would still be with me there,
And peace still be denied me.
3 Lord, Thee I seek;--I merit naught,
Yet pity and restore me;
Be not Thy wrath, just God, my lot,
Thy Son hath suffered for me.
Yet pity and restore me;
Be not Thy wrath, just God, my lot,
Thy Son hath suffered for me.
4 If pain and woe must follow sin,
Then be my path still rougher,
Here spare me not; if heaven I win,
On earth I gladly suffer.
Then be my path still rougher,
Here spare me not; if heaven I win,
On earth I gladly suffer.
5 But curb my heart, forgive my guilt,
Make Thou my patience firmer,
For they must miss the good Thou wilt
Who at Thy chastenings murmur.
Make Thou my patience firmer,
For they must miss the good Thou wilt
Who at Thy chastenings murmur.
Source noted on Hymnary: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #421