I am not worthy, Holy Lord,
That thou shouldst come to me;
Speak but the word, on gracious word
Can set the sinner free.

I am not worthy, cold and bare
The lodging of my soul,
How canst thou deign to enter there?
Lord, speak and make me whole.

I am not worthy, yet, my God,
How can I say thee nay
Thou, who didst give thy flesh and blood
My ransom price to pay?

Oh, come! In this sweet morning hour
Feed me with food divine,
And fill with all thy love and pow’r
This worthless heart of mine.