242. Pardoning Grace

1 Out of the Deeps of long Distress,
The Borders of Despair,
I sent my Cries to seek thy Grace,
My Groans to move thine Ear.

2 Great GOD, should thy severer Eye,
And thine impartial Hand,
Mark and revenge Iniquity,
No mortal flesh could stand.

3 But there are Pardons with my GOD
For Crimes of high Degree;
Thy Son has bought them with his Blood,
To draw us near to Thee.

4 [I wait for thy Salvation Lord,
With strong Desires I wait;
My soul, invited by thy Word,
Stands watching at thy Gate.]

5 [Just as the Guards that keep the Night
Long for the Morning Skies,
Watch the first Beams of breaking Light,
And meet them with their Eyes;

6 So waits my Soul to see thy Grace,
And more intent than they,
Meets the first Op'nings of thy Face,
And finds a brighter Day.]

7 [Then in the Lord let Isr'el trust,
Let Isr'el seek his Face;
The Lord is good as well as just,
And plenteous is his Grace.

8 There's full Redemption at his Throne
For Sinners long enslav'd;
The great Redeemer is his Son,
And Isr'el shall be sav'd.]

Text Information
First Line: Out of the Deeps of long Distress
Title: Pardoning Grace
Meter: Common Metre
Language: English
Publication Date: 1740
Scripture:
Topic: Backsliding soul: pardoned; Comfort: amd Pardon; Confession: of Sin, Repentance and Pardon (9 more...)
Tune Information
(No tune information)



Media
More media are available on the text authority page.

Suggestions or corrections? Contact us
It looks like you are using an ad-blocker. Ad revenue helps keep us running. Please consider white-listing Hymnary.org or getting Hymnary Pro to eliminate ads entirely and help support Hymnary.org.