While O'er Our Guilty Land, O Lord

1. While o'er our guil- ty land, O Lord, We view the terr- ors of Your sword, O where can all the help- less fly? To whom but You di- rect their cry?

2. On You, our guar- dian God, we call; Be- fore Your throne of grace we fall; But is there no de- liv'r- ance there? And must we per- ish in des- pair?

3. See, we re- pent, we weep, we mourn; To our for- sa- ken God we turn; O spare our guil- ty coun- try, spare The Church which You have plant- ed there.

4. We are the old, the sick, the lame; We blind and deaf cry Je- sus' Name. We plead Your mer- cy for His sake, And trust that You will not for- sake.

5. Christ is our on- ly right- eous- ness, His death for us is our re- dress. Your pro- mise stron- ger than our sin; Blot out O Lord what we have been.