Job 36:8–10: Fast bound with the fetters of woe

Fast bound with the fetters of woe.
By cords of affliction detain'd;
The gracious intention I know.
The secret of heaven explain'd:
My Father in mercy reproves.
Instructs me by sorrow and smart,
The veil by correction removes,
And shows me the ground of my heart.

Now, Lord, I arrested attend:
My countless offences make known.
My follies and sins without end,
Whate'er I of evil have done:
To Thee that I fully may turn,
The sin of my nature display,
And give me a spirit to mourn.
And give me an heart to obey.