My Need
Dependent is my soul and weak,
Blessed Lord how much I need thee,
As I now thy mercies seek,
Father Lord my helper be.

It is for pardon Lord I cry,
I was a creature made from dust,
Without thy help Oh Lord I die,
Oh thou most holy God and just.

Thy suffering for me is known
Thy sanctuary and thy Law.
I supplicate thy righteous throne
As Israel I stand in awe.

Oh, God be merciful to me,
And pity thou, thy wayward sheep,
This is my need this is my plea,
And save thou me, when thou shalt reap.
H E Crane
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