1030    C.M.     Henry Fowler
“I am carnal, sold under sin.” Rom. 7. 14-24

1 Lord, what a wretched, wretched heart,
  I feel from day to day;
  Vile and unsound in every part;
  Subdue it, Lord, I pray.

2 I groan, and pray, and cry, and strive,
  To have it all removed;
  Can it be thus in those who live?
  In those whom God has loved?

3 Can such besetting evils dwell
  In sinners born of God?
  Could black corruptions rise and swell
  Where Christ applies his blood?

4 To thee, dear Lord, for light I cry,
  On this my darksome path;
  O let thy mercy me supply;
  O Lord, increase my faith.