II.CXIX. Laden with Guilt, and full of Fears

1 Laden with Guilt, and full of Fears,
I fly to Thee, my Lord,
And not a Glimpse of Hope appears,
But in thy written Word.

2 The Volume of my Father's Grace
Does all my Griefs asswage;
Here I behold my Saviour's Face
Almost in ev'ry Page.

3 This is the Field where hidden lies
The Pearl of Price unknown;
That Merchant is divinely wise,
Who makes the Pearl his own.

4 Here consecrated Water flows,
To quench my Thirst of Sin;
Here the fair Tree of Knowledge grows,
No Danger dwells therein.

5 This is the Judge that ends the Strife
Where Wit and Reason fail:
My Guide to everlasting Life,
Through all this gloomy Vale.

6 O may thy Counsels, mighty God,
My roving Feet command,
Nor I forsake the happy Road
That leads to thy Right Hand.

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First Line: Laden with Guilt, and full of Fears
Language: English
Publication Date: 1769
Topic: Death: God's Presence in it; Gratitude for Divine Favors; Holy Scriptures
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