247 | Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.)#248a | 248b |
1 My God, what inward grief I feel
When impious men transgress thy will!
I mourn to hear their lips profane,
Take thy tremendous name in vain.
2 Does not my soul detest and hate
The sons of malice and deceit?
Those that oppose thy laws and thee,
I count for enemies to me.
3 Lord, search my soul, try every thought
Though my own heart accuse me not,
Of walking in a false disguise,
I beg the trial of thine eyes.
4 Doth secret mischief lurk within?
Do I indulge some unknown sin?
Oh turn my feet whene'er I stray,
And lead me in thy perfect way.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | My God, what inward grief I feel |
Title: | Sincerity profest, and Grace tried; or, the Heart searching God |
Meter: | Long Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1786 |
Scripture: | |
Topic: | All-seeing God; Appeal to God: concerning our sincerity; Daily Devotion(15 more...) |
Notes: | Third Part |