1. Lord, reveal Thyself to me,
  That the flesh I'll fully know;
  May Thy grace so work in me,
  That in dust I'll lowly bow.
  How I long for victory,
  Yet, thru all my life, how weak!
  Evil things I cannot leave,
  Nor can do the good I seek.
2. Inwardly I want the Lord,
  But my conduct hateful is;
  Though I would, I cannot change,
  O what real bondage 'tis!
  By God's law my sin's revealed,
  But the law of sin doth bind;
  Though I struggle to be free,
  No release my soul can find.
3. Many times I fall and rise,
  Oft resolve, and often fail;
  Craving vict'ry, I retreat,
  And my sad defeat bewail.
  Truly I am sold to sin
  And completely powerless;
  There's no good within my flesh,
  All is dark and sinfulness.
4. Now I know myself in part,
  And confess my helplessness;
  All my temperament is odd,
  All my life corrupted is.
  Subtle self I cannot trust,
  Nor to fleshly strength can cling;
  All my trust and all my hope
  Is in Jesus Christ my King.
5. May the Cross put me to death
  That on Christ I may rely;
  May His Holy Spirit fill,
  That Himself I may apply.
  May His death so work in me
  Daily deeper than before,
  That my self may be destroyed
  And His life thru me may pour.
6. O how bitter is my case!
  Who this wretched slave can free,
  Who deliver from this death,
  To a life of victory?
  Jesus shed His blood for me,
  Christ is now my holiness;
  I receive Him as my life
  And my portion measureless.
7. Now I'm wholly sanctified,
  Selfless, I obey His word;
  Nevermore to feel ashamed
  When I come before the Lord.
  How transcendent is this life!
  Praise the Lord, He heard my cry
  And has made me wholly free.