WHEN I AM IN THE NATURAL MAN
1. When I am in the
natural man,
How very strong I
feel I am;
I do not know, I
cannot scan,
How very weak I am.
2. When in the
world I have my life,
I cannot sense my
failure rife,
But boasting in my
earnest strife,
Proudly I forward
press.
3. When I within
the darkness dwell,
My shallow state I
cannot tell;
I only think how I
excel,
Needing no modesty.
4. But when at last
I come to Thee,
Thy searching light
uncovers me;
I see what I could
never see -
My ugly self
exposed.
5. Wither'ng
beneath Thy scorching ray,
I find my all
fading away.
My self-esteem in
dust I lay,
My weakness I
embrace.
6. There's not a
thing that pride can claim;
There's not a
member but is lame;
There's only deep
regret and shame;
O Lord, how can I
pray?
7. Thy blood from
judgment sets me free;
Thy life from doom
delivers me.
How filthy yet I
still must be,
In shame my head I
bow.
8. In blindness I'm
puffed up with pride,
Thinking no need
the facts to hide.
My self-conceit has
multiplied,
While I in darkness
boast.
9. Whether I stay
or move along,
Whate'er I say, I'm
always wrong!
So weak am I and
never strong,
Nothing I do is
right.
10. I want to pray,
but faith have not,
I fain would seek
Thee as Thou art,
Oh, canst Thou e'er
renew my heart,
Have mercy, Lord,
on me!
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