(Part of a series singing through the hymnbook I grew up with: Great Hymns of the Faith)
Depth of mercy! Can there be
Mercy still reserved for me?
Can my God His wrath forbear –
Me, the chief of sinners, spare?
I have long withstood His grace,
Long provoked Him to His face,
Would not hearken to His calls,
Grieved Him by a thousand falls.
Now incline me to repent,
Let me now my sins lament;
Now my foul revolt deplore,
Weep, believe, and sin no more.
There for me my Savior stands,
Holding forth His wounded hands;
God is love! I know, I feel,
Jesus weeps and loves me still.