Pardon Me

Though your mighty guilt extends Low as the deeps of hell:

And has its cursed foundations laid Within your soul as well

See here an endless ocean flows See never-failing grace increase;

Behold a dying Savior's veins The sacred flood release.

It rises high, and drowns the hills, Has neither shore nor bound:

Now, if we search to find our sins, Our sins can ne'er be found.

Awake, our hearts, adore the grace That buries all our faults;

And pard'ning blood, that swells above Our follies and our thoughts.

Chorus: Lord pardon me, pardon me, pardon me, pardon me

Forgive my sins and cleanse my soul And set my spirit free

The guilty wretch that trusts thy blood Finds pardon at the cross;

The sinful soul, averse to God, To gain Christ Counts all as loss.

He makes the great salvation known, He speaks of pardoned sins;

While grace divine, and heav'nly love, with its glory enters in,

Yes we are washed in Jesus' blood, We're pardoned through his name;

And the good Spirit of our God Has sanctified our shame.

He renews our mind and heals our heart and devastates our pride,

The law gives sin its damning power; But Christ, my ransom, died.

Chorus: Lord pardon me, pardon me,pardon me, pardon me

Forgive my sins and cleanse my soul And set my spirit free

The guilty wretch that trusts thy blood Finds pardon at the cross;

The sinful soul, averse to God, To gain Christ Counts all as loss.

Bridge:

Lord, how secure and blest are they

Who feel the joys of pardoned sin!

Should storms of wrath shake earth and sea,

Their minds have peace within.

Lord, I believe thy heav'nly word, I would have my soul renewed;

I mourn for sin, and trust the Lord To have it pardoned and subdued.

But Lord, your final sacrifice Hath answered these demands:

And peace and pardon from the skies Came down by Jesus' hands.

Now, sinners, dry your tears, Let hopeless sorrow cease;

Bow to the sceptre of his love, And take the offered peace.

Lord, we obey thy call; We lay an humble claim

To the salvation thou hast brought And love and praise thy name.

Chorus: Lord pardon me, pardon me, pardon me, pardon me

Forgive my sins and cleanse my soul And set my spirit free

The guilty wretch that trusts thy blood Finds pardon at the cross;

The sinful soul, averse to God, To gain Christ Counts all as loss.

Some words after Isaac Watts

Anthony Foster

July 31, 2018