I see with the eyes of the heart
The condition of the chambers within
A broken spirit, a yearning will
My soul yearns for redemption
Who will come to my salvation?
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By night I cry and by day I whine with remorse
I am broken, the shattered nature within is soon to be seen
Though I desperately desire to do good
In pride my heart disappoints me
And I am worried to see me for who I am
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The images of my mind frighten me
And the imagination of my guilt haunts me
By day my thoughts are inclined to doing well
But by night I find my soul drawn to sin
What a wretched heart I have
One I desire to jerk out
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I am too proud to forgive this heart in me
I desire mine was a plant that would wither
Probably I would plant a new seed by season
But now I see with a new sight
The forgiveness rendered to my pride
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Now I see but a reflection of that filthy heart
When I look by the eyes of Christ in me
I see but a perfect being
A spoilt heart made well by the blood of Jesus
I am righteous, not by deed or thought
Neither by nature or composition
But through the grace that killed the Son
The grace by which I am justified
To be called the son of the Most High
With a new eye, now I see
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