And Are We Wretches Yet Alive?

And are we wretch­es yet alive?

And do we yet re­bel?

’Tis bound­less

’tis am­az­ing love

That bears us up from hell!

The bur­den of our weigh­ty guilt

Would sink us down to flames;

And threat­en­ing ven­geance rolls above

To crush our fee­ble frames.

Almighty good­ness cries

For­bear!

And straight the thun­der stays;

And dare we now pro­voke His wrath

And wea­ry out His grace?

Lord

we have long abused Thy love

Too long in­dulged our sin;

Our ach­ing hearts e’en bleed to see

What re­bels we have been.

No more

ye lusts

shall ye com­mand

No more will we ob­ey;

Stretch out

O God

Thy con­quer­ing hand

And drive Thy foes away.