Out of the Deep I Cry

Out of the deep I cry, Just at the point to die,

Out of the deep I cry, Just at the point to die,
Hastening to infernal pain, Jesus, Lord, I cry to thee;
Help a feeble child of man,Show forth all thy power in me.

On thee I ever call, Saviour and friend of all;
Well thou know’st my desperate case; Thou my curse and sin remove,
Save me by thy richest grace, Save me by thy pardoning love.

How shall a sinner find The Saviour of mankind?
Canst thou not accept my prayer? Not bestow the grace I claim?
Where are thy old mercies? where All the powers of Jesu’s name?

I will not let thee go,Till I thy mercy know:
Let me hear the welcome sound, Speak, if still thou canst forgive;
Speak, and let the lost be found; Speak, and let the dying live.

Thy love is all my plea, Thy passion speaks for me;
By thy pangs and bloody sweat, By thy depth of grief unknown,
Save me, gasping at thy feet, Save, O save, thy ransomed one!

What hast thou done for me! O think on Calvary!
By thy mortal groans and sighs, By thy precious death I pray,
Hear my dying spirit’s cries, Take, O take, my sins away!