
Hymnal: Hymns and Spiritual Songs, in Three Books #I.CXV (1793) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Lord, how secure my conscience was Lyrics: 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 heav'n were firm and bright;
But since the precept came
With a convincing pow'r and light,
I find how vile I am.
3 My guilt appear'd 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 reviv'd again;
I had provok'd a dreadful God,
And all my hopes were slain.
5 I'm like a helpless captive sold
Under the pow'r of sin;
I cannot do the good I would,
Nor keep my conscience clean.
6 My God, I cry with ev'ry breath,
For some kind pow'r to save,
To break the yoke of sin and death,
And thus redeem the slave. Scripture: Romans 8:8-9 Languages: English
Conviction of sin by the law