From the recording Come Away My Beloved (P)2000
Lyrics
Since ancient times no one has heard
No ear has perceive
No eye has seen any God beside you
Who acts on behalf of those who wait for Him
You come to the help of those who gladly do right
Who remember your ways
Chorus
O Lord you are our Father
We are the clay You are the potter
We are all the work of your hand
Do not remember forever our sin
All of us have become as one who is unclean
And all our righteous acts are as filthy rags
We all shrivel up[ like a leaf
And like the wind our sins sweep us away
©1984 Charles Ellsworth Smith