Text: | Lord, how secure my conscience was |
Author: | Isaac Watts |
Tune: | AVON |
Composer: | Hugh Wilson |
1 Lord, how secure my conscience was,
And felt no inward dread!
I was alive without the law,
And thought my sins were dead.
2 My hopes of heaven were firm and bright:
But since the precept came
With a convincing power and light,
I find how vile I am.
3 My guilt appeared but small before,
Till terribly I saw
How perfect, holy, just, and pure,
Was thy eternal law.
4 Then felt my soul the heavy load,
My sins revived again;
I had provoked a dreadful God,
And all my hopes were slain.
5 My God, I cry with every breath
For some kind power to save,
To break the yoke of sin and death,
And thus redeem the slave.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Lord, how secure my conscience was |
Author: | Isaac Watts |
Publication Date: | 1886 |
Topic: | Worship: Law of God |
Notes: | Public Domain. |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | AVON |
Composer: | Hugh Wilson |
Meter: | C.M. |
Key: | A♭ Major |
Notes: | Now Public Domain. Alternate tunes: #183, 147, or 187. |