1098    C.M.     Isaac Watts
Repentance, and Faith in the Blood of Christ. Ps. 51. 14

1 O God of mercy, hear my call;
  My load of guilt remove;
  Break down this separating wall,
  That bars me from thy love.

2 Give me the presence of thy grace,
  Then my rejoicing tongue
  Shall speak aloud thy righteousness,
  And make thy praise my song.

3 No blood of goats, nor heifers slain
  For sin could e’er atone;
  The death of Christ shall still remain
  Sufficient and alone.

4 A soul oppressed with sin’s desert
  The Lord will ne’er despise;
  A humble groan, a broken heart,
  Is our best sacrifice.