My worth is in thee

When I consider your majesty oh Lord, how tiny a being I feel When I take but a fading glare at your wisdom, I see how foolish I am When I consider your holiness, I wonder if I am not the filthiest being alive If I contemplate on your justice, surely the grave is but …

Who loves a wretch like me?

Many flowers there are in thy garden to behold A beauty of the universe to adore But in the heart of all this perfection, amidst all this glory Lies this sinful heart of mine, a black spot in your holiness A speck in your eye, a stumbling block to your goodness A tear in the …