It Would Fall Short Of Our Vast
Debt To You By Henry Law God Almighty, Heavenly Father, Your
Eye Of Love Has Never Failed To Watch Us, But Our Eyes Have
Turned From You To Countless Vanities. we smite upon our breasts
before you and bewail our waywardness and folly. It is through your protecting
care alone that we now kneel in safety in your presence. Every moment streams of mercy
have flowed from heaven. We confess with shame and contrition
that we are not worthy of the least of all the mercies and
all the grace which you have granted to us. If our hearts
should burn in one bright flame of love, if our lips should utter
no sound but glowing praise, If our lives should be one incense
of thanksgiving, it would fall short of our vast debt to you. We remember the unprofitableness
and the iniquity of our past sins. They arise before us, black
in guilt, testifying against us, calling for our condemnation,
we would silence their accusing voice by burying them all in
the deep grave of the Redeemer's wounds. We present our empty hearts to
you. Be pleased to fill them to overflowing
with your choicest gifts, We bring our blinded understanding,
Chase away all the mists of ignorance and superstition By bright beams
from the sun of righteousness. we would take our seat beneath
the great Redeemer's cross. May healing streams continuously
descend, cleansing us from all our filth, pouring sweet balm
into every grievous wound, and purging our consciences from
dead works to serve you, the living God.