1 With tears of anguish I lament,
Here at Thy feet, my God,
My passion, pride, and discontent,
And vile ingratitude.
2 Sure there was ne'er a heart so base,
So false as mine has been:
So faithless to its promises,
So prone to every sin!
3 How long, dear Saviour, shall I feel
These strugglings in my breast?
When wilt Thou bow my stubborn will,
And give my conscience rest?
4 Break, sov'reign Grace, oh, break the charm,
And set the captive free:
Reveal, Almighty God, Thine arm,
And haste to rescue me.
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First Line: | With tears of anguish I lament |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1870 |
Topic: | Christians: their life and experience; Confession of Sin |
Notes: | Author from index: Stennett |