What mortal man is worthy
To stand on your Holy hill
Or take a seat at your table
And there do eat their fill
Oh that I was worthy
To kneel before the alter
But many sins of man I own
Would cause my case to falter
Have I never let my pride
Think I’m above my brother
Nor stand up for the righteous
When I see them in a corner
Do I give wholeheartedly
To help the plight of others
Or miserly protect my pot
Though death it has no coffers
Do I always speak the truth
And never stoop to slander
Does my sight not covet things
When my eyes they wander
There was but one to satisfy
And make the final grade
His perfect gift, his sacrifice
From which he never swayed
No fault in him could ere be found
Tho many tried to test him
Pharisees and Scribes alike
Failed because he had no sin
There is good news that you should know
He’s now ensconced in heaven
His elect ones who have believed
Have had their sins forgiven
Time is short, come join us now
And sing this glad refrain
As we bow before throne
?Worthy is the Lamb who was Slain?
