The Hartford Selection of Hymns ‎#CXX

CXX. Mercy prevailing

1 Once perishing in blood I lay,
Creatures no help could give;
But Jesus pass'd me in the way,
He saw, and bid me live.

2 O, can I e'er that day forget,
When Jesus kindly spoke!
"Poor soul, my blood has paid thy debt,
And now I break thy yoke.

3 Behold I take thee for my own,
And give myself to thee;
Forsake the idols thou hast known,
And yield thyself to me."

4 Ah worthless heart! it promis'd fair,
And said it would be thine;
I little thought it e'er would dare,
Again with idols join.

5 LORD, dost thou such back-slidings heal,
And pardon all that's past?
Sure, if I am not made of steel,
I shall relent at last

6 My tongue, which rashly spoke before,
Thy mercy will restrain;
Surely I now shall boast no more,
Nor censure, nor complain.

Text Information

• First Line: Once perishing in blood I lay
• Title: Mercy prevailing
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1799
• Scripture:
  Ezekiel 16:63
• Topic: God: His mercy; Mercy: Prevailing

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