270. Poor 'wildered, weeping heart

1 Poor 'wilderd, weeping heart,
What can relieve thee?
Come, sinful as thou art.
Christ will receive thee;
Come, though with woe oppressed,
Soft is the Saviour's breast,
There may'st thou sweetly rest,
There naught shall grieve thee.

2 Come, trembling, timid soul,
Why this delaying?
Thunders, that o'er thee roll,
Fall on thee straying.
Turn from destruction's ways,
Turn to the throne of grace;
There seek Thy Father's face,
Weeping and praying.

3 "Hence, guilty fear and doubt,
Leave me for ever!
Lord, wilt Thou cast me out?
Never--oh never!
From unbelief of mind,
From thought to sin inclined,
From flesh and hell combined,
Thou wilt deliver."

Text Information
First Line: Poor 'wildered, weeping heart
Meter: Peculiar
Language: English
Publication Date: 1867
Topic: Man a Sinner: Invited
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