Hymns and Spiritual Songs, in Three Books ‎#II.II

II.II. The death of a sinner

1 My thoughts on awful subjects roll,
Damnation and the dead;
What horrors seize the guilty soul
Upon a dying bed!

2 Ling'ring about these mortal shores
She makes a long delay;
Till like a flood, with rapid force
Death sweeps the wretch away.

3 Then swift and dreadful she descends
Down to the fi'ry coast,
Amongst abominable fiends;
Herself a frighted ghost.

4 There endless crowds of sinners lie,
And darkness makes their chains;
Tortur'd with keen despair they cry,
Yet wait for fiercer pains.

5 Not all their anguish and their blood
For their old guilt atones,
Nor the compassion of a God
Shall hearken to their groans.

6 Amazing grace, that kept my breath,
Nor bid my soul remove,
Till I had learn'd my Saviour's death,
And well insur'd his love!

Text Information

• First Line: My thoughts on awful subjects roll
• Title: The death of a sinner
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1793

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