1. Pity A Helpless Sinner, Lord Who would believe the gracious word, But own my heart with shame and grief, A sink of sin and unbelief. 2. Lord, in thy house I read there's room, And, venturing, behold I come; But can there, tell me, can there be, Amongst thy children, room for me? 3. I eat the bread, and drink the wine; But oh! My would wants more than sign! I faint unless I feed on thee, And drink the blood as shed for me. 4. For sinners, Lord, thou camest to bleed, And I'm a sinner vile indeed; Lord, I believe thy grace is free; O magnify that grace in me.