1 And now the scales have left mine eyes,
Now I begin to see:
O the curs'd deeds my sins have done!
What murderous things they be!
2 Were these the traitors, dearest Lord,
That thy fair body tore?
Monsters, that stain'd those heav'nly limbs
With floods of purple gore!
3 Was it for crimes that I had done
My dearest Lord was slain,
When justice seiz'd God's only Son,
And put his soul to pain?
4 Forgive my guilt, O Prince of peace,
I'll wound my God no more;
Hence from my heart, ye sins, be gone,
For Jesus I adore.
5 Furnish me, Lord, with heavenly arms
From grace's magazine,
And I'll proclaim eternal war
With every darling sin.
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First Line: | And now the scales have left mine eyes |
Meter: | C. M. |
Publication Date: | 1828 |
Topic: | Holy Spirit: Awakening. The Evil of sin; Sin |