A Collection of Hymns and Prayers, for Public and Private Worship ‎#182

182. Conviction

1 My former hopes are dead,
My terror now begins;
I feel, alas! that I am dead
In trespasses and sins.

2 Ah, whither shall I fly?
I hear the thunder roar;
The law proclaims destruction nigh,
And vengeance at the door.

3 When I review my ways,
I dread impending doom;
But sure a friendly whisper says,
"Flee from the wrath to come."

4 I see, or think I see,
A glimm'ring from afar;
A beam of day that shines for me,
To save me from despair.

5 Forerunner of the sun,
It marks the pilgrim's way;
I'll gaze upon it while I run,
And watch the rising day.

Text Information

• First Line: My former hopes are fled
• Title: Conviction
• Meter: S. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1845
• Topic: Holy Spirit: Repentance
• Notes: Public Domain.

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