Don Fortner

(Tune: When I Can Read My Title Clear #497 CM)


Knowing my own depravity,

Sin I cannot deny,

Nor trust my works whateíer they be -

To Calvíry I must fly!


Sold under sin, (My soulís complaint!),

I feel the galling load!

Though one with Christ I am His saint,

I own my sin to God.


I daily feel my sin and shame

And long for holiness,

Oppressed by sins of every name,

My only hope is grace. </P>


My heart distressed, I go to God

With all my load of sin,

Pleading Christís sin-atoning blood,

He speaks and says Iím clean!