1 Ah Lord! ah Lord! what have I done!
What will become of me?
What shall I say, what shall I do?
Or whither shall I flee?
2 By wand'ring I have lost my self,
And here I make my moan:
O whither, whither have I stray'd!
Ah, Lord! what have I done?
3 Thy Candle searches all my Rooms,
And now I plainly see;
The num'rous Sins of Earth and Hell
Are summed up in me.
4 The Seeds of all the Ills that grow,
Are in my Garden sown,
And Multitudes of them are sprung;
Ah, Lord! what have I done!
5 I have been Satan's willing Slave,
And his most easy prey;
He was not readier to command
Than I was to obey:
6 Or, if at Times he left my Soul,
Yet still his Work went on:
I was a Tempter to my self;
Ah, Lord! what have I done!
7 I puft at all the Threats of Heaven,
And slighted all its Charms:
Nor Satan's Fetters would I leave
For Christ's inviting Arms.
8 I had a Soul but priz'd it not;
And now my Soul is gone;
My forced Cries do pierce the Skies;
Ah, Lord! what have I done!
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First Line: | Ah Lord! ah Lord! what have I done! |
Title: | The Sinner's Self-Reflection |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1774 |
Notes: | Public Domain. |