1 How fast their guilt and sorrows rise,
Who haste to seek some idol-god!
I will not taste their sacrifice,
Their offerings of forbidden blood.
2 My God provides a richer cup,
And nobler food to live upon:
He for my life has offer'd up
Jesus, his best beloved Son.
3 His love is my perpetual feast;
By day his counsels guide me right;
And be his name for ever blest,
Who gives me sweet advice by night.
4 I set him still before mine eyes;
At my right hand he stands prepar'd
To keep my soul from all surprise,
And be my everlasting guard.
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First Line: | How fast their guilt and sorrows rise |
Title: | Christ's All-sufficeincy |
Meter: | Long Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1793 |
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Notes: | Second Part |