Isaac Watts · 494 of 724

Hymn 136

God is a Spirit, just and wise, He sees our inmost mind; In vain to beav'n we raise our cries, And leave our souls behind.

Nothing but truth before his throne With honor can appear; The painted hypocrites are known Through the disguise they wear.

Their lifted eyes salute the skies, Their bending knees the ground; But God abhors the sacrifice, Where not the heart is found.

Lord, search my thoughts, and try my ways, And make my soul sincere Then shall I stand before thy face, And find acceptance there.