CCXXXVI. The humble publican

1 Lord, with a griev'd and aching heart,
To thee I look— to thee I cry;
Supply my wants, and ease my smart,
O help me soon, or else I die.

2 Here on my soul the burden lies,
No human power can it remove;
My numerous sins like mountains rise,
Do thou reveal thy pardoning love.

3 Break off these adamantine chains,
From cruel bondage set me free;
Rescue from everlasting pains,
And bring me safe to heaven and thee.

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First Line: Lord, with a griev'd and aching heart
Title: The humble publican
Author: Beddome
Meter: L. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1792
Scripture:
Topic: The Graces of the Holy Spirit: Humility; Children: Every day given to the Lord; Humility: The humble publican (1 more...)
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