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CXL. When man's account to light is bro't

1 When man's account to light is bro't,
Each wicked deed, each word and thought;
When in his conscience such appear,
His mind is fill'd with dread and fear.

2 The soul that is convinc'd of sin,
Will feel a deep distress within;
Finds neither comfort, peace or rest,
But feels a Hell within the breast.

3 The sins are numberless and great,
Then thousand talents is their weight;
The sinner sinks beneath the load,
In deep distress he cries to God.

4 Spare me O righteous God, I pray!
Until this dreadful debt I pay;
I will exert what pow'r I have,
Do all I can my soul to save.

5 But the efforts of human race
Could never merit saving grace:
God laid a better different plan,
To save the fallen race of man.

6 He sent his own beloved son,
Since none could save but he alone;
His death a full atonement made,
Thereby our awful debt was paid.

7 And thus redeem'd and thus set free;
How highly thankful should we be:
Like Jesus, willing to forgive
All injuries we may receive.

8 We can't expect to be forgiv'n,
Nor yet partake the joys of heav'n;
Unless we act the christian part,
Forgive all men with all our heart.

Text Information

• First Line: When man's account to light is bro't
• Meter: L. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1816
• Scripture:
  Matthew 18:23-35
  ;
  Psalm 130
• Topic: 22nd Sunday after Trinity

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