1. No day in my life has past,
That hasn't proved me guilty
Prayers are uttered too fast
From a heart that's cold and empty.
Chorus: Oh Blessed Jesus,
May we find a covert in thy wounds
Though our sins, they rise to meet us,
How they fall next to the merits of you
2. Oh, all in me calls for this
It calls for my rejection
This heavy unrighteousness,
Oh is there no protection?
Bridge: My best services are rags, my best deeds are filthy.
3. Grant me hear thy shoring voice,
That in thy wounds is pardon
Grant me see thy willing choice
To make my hard heart softened
Bridge 2: Keep the broken-hearted sure,
Clinging to thy cross, our cure.
Repeat Chorus Twice
© 2006 Petit Bateau Music (ASCAP).
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