The Psalms of David ‎#P130b

P130b. From deep Distress and trouble Thoughts

1 From deep Distress and troubled Thoughts,
To thee, my GOD, I rais'd my Cries;
If thou severely mark our Faults,
No flesh can stand before thine Eyes.

2 But Thou hast built thy Throne of Grace,
Free to dispense thy Pardons there,
That Sinners may approach thy Face,
And hope, and love, as well as fear.

3 As the benighted Pilgrims wait,
And long and wish for breaking Day,
So waits my Soul before thy Gate;
When will my GOD his Face display?

4 My Trust is fix'd upon thy Word,
Nor shall I trust thy Word in vain:
Let mourning Souls address the Lord,
And find Relief from all their Pain.

5 Great is his Love, and large his Grace,
Through the Redemption of his Son;
He turns our Feet from sinful Ways,
And pardons what our Hands have done.

Text Information

• First Line: From deep Distress and trouble Thoughts
• Meter: Long Metre
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1740
• Scripture:
  Psalm 130
• Topic: Backsliding soul: pardoned; Comfort: amd Pardon; Confession: of Sin, Repentance and Pardon; Despair: deliverance from it; Distress: relieved; Faith: in Divine grace and power; Grace: pardoning; Guilt of Conscience relieved; Justification free; Pardon: plentiful with God; Patience: in darkness; Waiting: for answer to prayer

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