Psalm 19:13: Throughout my fallen soul I feel

Throughout my fallen soul I feel
The want of purity and power;
I cannot my own lusts repel,
Or stand in fierce temptation's hour
I must with every sin comply,
And, left by Thee, for ever die.

But O my kind, almighty Lord,
From every daring crime restrain,
A soul that hangs upon Thy word,
And knows, there is no help in man
Thy strength in my infirmity,
Thy mercy manifest in me.

To keep me from presumptuous sin,
I trust Thy gracious love alone;
To make my heart and nature clean,
The virtue of Thy blood I own;
Each moment on Thy blood rely,
Till saved it speaks me to the sky.