Appendix, Containing a Number of Hymns Taken Chiefly from Dr. Watts's Scriptural Collection ‎#LVI

LVI. Lord, how secure my Conscience was

1 Lord, how secure my Conscience was,
and felt no inward Dread!
I was alive without the Law,
And thought my Sins were dead.
2 My Hopes of Heav'n were firm and Bright,
but since the Precept came
With a convincing Pow'r and Light,
I find how vile I am.

3 My Guilt appear'd but small before,
'till terribly I saw
How perfect, holy, just, and pure,
was thine eternal Law.
4 Then felt my Soul the heavy Load,
my Sins reviv'd again
I had provok'd a dreadful God,
And all my Hopes were slain.

5 I'm like a helpless Captive sold
under the Pow'r of Sin;
I cannot do the Good I would,
nor keep my Conscience clean.
6 My God, I cry with ev'ry Breath
for some kind Pow'r to save,
To break the Yoke of Sin and Death,
and thus redeem the Slave.

Text Information

• First Line: Lord, how secure my Conscience was
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1765
• Scripture:
  Romans 7:8-12
• Notes: Now Public Domain.

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