Perfect

1Let all the heathen writers join To form one perfect book;
Great God, if once compared with Thine,
How mean their writings look!
How mean their writings look!

2Not the most perfect rules they gave Could show one sin forgiv'n,
Nor lead one step beyond the grave;
But Thine conducts to heav'n,
But Thine conducts to heav'n.

3Yet men would fain be just with God By works their hands have wrought;
But Thy commands, exceeding broad,
Extend to every thought,
Extend to every thought.

4Our faith, and love, and every grace,
Fall far below Thy word;
But perfect truth and righteousness Dwell only in the Lord,
Dwell only in the Lord.