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1 Long have I walk'd this dreary road,
Beset with darkness round;
Nor seen nor heard a smiling God,
Nor one bright moment found.
2 Others, who once did join my speech,
And mourn'd in painful lay,
Now mounting up with rapture, stretch
To seize the heav'nly day.
3 Far left behind to feel my woe,
With harden'd heart to groan,
Each pray'r, each struggle sinks me low,
Each breath repeats my moan.
4 The lengthen'd day, the gloomy night,
Draw fast the bands of grief;
Sometimes despair o'erclouds my sight,
And says, there's no relief.
5 Then conscience thunders, Sinai flames,
I try again to rise;
The trial fails, and conscience blames
My pray'rs, my tears, my cries.
6 If hope perchance a moment gleams,
And says, Christ's blood was split;
My heart of sin beclouds the beams,
And seals my death and guilt.
7 'Tis thus perplex'd, forlorn and lost,
I spend my weary days;
No Jesus comes my hopes are crost,
While others sing and praise.
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First Line: | Long have I walk'd this dreary road |
Title: | A sinner lamenting the delay of divine grace |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1799 |
Topic: | Sinner: Lamenting delay of grace |