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Pierce, fill me with an humble fear

Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #HXVII (1791) Lyrics: 1 Pierce, fill me with an humble fear; My utter helplessness reveal: Satan and sin are always near, Thee may I always nearer feel. 2 Oh! that to thee my constant mind Might with an even flame aspire; Pride in its earliest motions find, And mark the risings of desire. 3 Oh! that my tender soul might fly, The fist abhorr'd approach of ill; Quick as the apple of an eye The slightest touch of sin to feel! 4 Till thou anew my soul create, Still may I strive, and watch, and pray, Humbly and confidently wait, And long to see the perfect day. Topics: For Believers Watching Languages: English

Pierce, fill me with an humble fear

Hymnal: A Pocket hymn-book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #CCXLVII (1790) Lyrics: 1 Pierce, fill me with an humble fear; My utter helplessness reveal: Satan and sin are always near, Thee may I always nearer feel. 2 Oh! that to thee my constant mind Might with an even flame aspire; Pride in its earliest motions find, And mark the risings of desire. 3 Oh! that my tender soul might fly The fist abhorr'd approach of ill; Quick as the apple of an eye The slightest touch of sin to feel! 4 Till thou anew my soul create, Still may I strive, and watch, and pray, Humbly and confidently wait, And long to see the perfect day. Topics: For Believers Watching Languages: English