CXXIII. Barreness and Indwelling Sin

1 LORD, I'm defil'd in every part,
Barren my life, and cold my heart,
Yet sometimes, through thy sov'reign grace,
I catch a glimpse of Jesu's face.

2 This gives my drowsy heart a spring,
I fain would rise, and fain would sing;
But soon a cloud rolls in between,
All black with some indwelling sin.

3 My notes then faulter on my tongue,
the soul contagion spoils my song;
But Thou, who dost the world control,
Speak but the word, I shall be whole.

Text Information
First Line: Lord, I'm defil'd in every part
Title: Barreness and Indwelling Sin
Meter: L. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1799
Topic: Barrenness and indwelling sin; Sin: And barrenness
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