A Selection of Hymns ‎#CCLXXXVII

CCLXXXVII. Humble trust or, despair prevented

1 Lord didst thou die, but not for me?
Am I forbid to trust thy blood?
Is not thy pardon rich and free,
Seal'd in the kind atoning flood?

2 Who then shall drive my trembling soul
From thee to regions of despair?
Who has survey'd the sacred roll,
And found my name not written there?

3 Presumptuous thought! to fix the bound,
To limit mercy's sovereign reign:
What other happy souls have found,
I'll seek, nor shall I seek in vain.

4 I own my guilt, my sins confess;
Can men or devils make them more?
Of Crimes already numberless,
Vain the attempt to swell the score.

5 Were the black list before my sight,
While I remember thou hast dy'd,
'Twould only urge my speedier flight,
To seek salvation at thy side.

6 Low at thy feet I'll cast me down,
To thee reveal my guilt and fear;
And—if thou spurn me from thy throne—
I'll be the first who perish'd there.

Text Information

• First Line: Lord, didst thou die, but not for me?
• Title: Humble trust or, despair prevented
• Meter: L. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1792
• Topic: Graces of the Spirit: Trust; Despair: Prevented; Satan repulsed; Trust in God under trials; Humble trust, or despair prevented
• Notes: Public Domain.

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