CCXCIII | A Selection of Hymns#CCXCIV | CCXCV |
1 With melting Heart, and weeping Eyes,
My guilty soul for mercy cries;
What shall I do or whither flee,
T'escape that vengeance due to me?
2 'Till now, I saw no danger nigh;
I liv'd at ease, nor fear'd to die;
Wrapt up in self-deceit and pride,
"I shall have peace at last," I cry'd.
3 But when, great God, thy light divine
Had shone on this dark soul of mine,
Then, I beheld with trembling awe,
The terrors of thy holy law.
4 How dreadful now, my guilt appears,
In childhood, youth and growing years!
Before thy pure descerning eye,
Lord, what a filthy wretch as I!
5 Shall vengeance sill my soul pursue,
Death and destruction are my due;
Yet mercy can my guilt forgive,
And bid a dying sinner live.
6 Does not thy sacred word proclaim
Salvation free in Jesu's name?
To him I look and humbly cry,
"O save a wretch condemn'd to die!"
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First Line: | With melting Heart, and weeping Eyes |
Title: | The Christian awakened—What must I do to be saved? |
Author: | Fawcett |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1792 |
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Topic: | The Christian; Christian: Awakened; Spiritual Conviction(1 more...) |