Divine Hymns, or Spiritual Songs ‎#144

144. The Christian's complaint, and prayer for the Impenitent

1 Ah! woe is me, constrain'd to dwell
Among the sons of night:
Poor sinners dropping into hell,
Who hate the gospel light.

2 Wild as the untam'd Arab's race,
Who from their Savior fly,
And trample on his pard'ning grace,
And all his threats defy.

3 Yet here alas! in pain I live,
Where Satan keeps his seat,
And day bey day for those I grieve,
Who will to sin submit.

4 With gushing eyes their deeds I see,
Their punishment is nigh,
I ask with him who ransom'd me,
Why will you sin and die?

5 Jesus, redeemer of mankind
Display thy saving pow'r';
Thy mercy let those outcasts find,
To know their gracious hour.

6 Ah! give them Lord a longer space,
Nor suddenly consume;
But let them take the proffer'd grace,
And flee the wrath to come.

7 Open their eyes and ears, to see
Thy cross, to hear the cries,
Sinner thy Savior weeps for thee,
For thee he weeps and dies.

8 All the day long he meekly stands,
His rebels to receive;
And shews his wounds, and spreads his hands,
And bids you turn and live.

Text Information

• First Line: Ah! woe is me constrain'd to dwell
• Title: The Christian's complaint, and prayer for the Impenitent
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1800

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