1. With Tears of Anguish I Lament Here at thy feet, my God My passion, pride, and discontent And vile ingratitude. 2. Sure there was ne'er a heart so base, So false as mine has been So faithless to its promises, So prone to ev'ry sin. 3. My reason tells me thy commands Are holy, just and true; Tells me whate'er my God demands Is His most righteous due. 4. Reason I hear, her counsels weigh. And all her words approve; But still I find it hard t'obey, And harder yet to love. 5. How long, dear Savior, shall I feel These strugglings in my breast? When wilt thou bow my stubborn will, And give my conscience rest? 6. Break, sov'reign Grace, O break the charm, And set the captive free; Reveal, Almighty God, thine arm, And haste to rescue me.