CXLII. O that I were as in months past

1 Sweet was the time when first I felt
The Saviour's pard'ning blood
Apply'd to cleanse my soul from guilt,
And bring me home to God.

2 Soon as the morn the light reveal'd
His praises tun'd my tongue;
And when the ev'ning shades prevail'd,
His love was all my song.

3 In pray'r my soul drew near the Lord,
And saw his glory shine;
And when I read his holy word,
I call'd each promise mine.

4 But now when ev'ning shade prevails,
My soul in darkness mourns;
And when the morn the light reveals,
No light to me returns.

5 My pray'rs are now a chatt'ring noise,
For Jesus hides his face;
I read, the promise meets my eyes,
But will not reach my case.

6 Rise, Lord, now help me to prevail,
And make my soul thy care;
I know thy mercy cannot fail,
Let me that mercy share.

Text Information
First Line: Sweet was the time when first I felt
Title: O that I were as in months past
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1799
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Topic: Light: Desired; Christian: Desiring a return of light
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