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191. The Penitent's prayer

1 Father of mercies, God of love!
Oh! hear a humble suppliant's cry:
Bend from thy lofty seat above,
Thy throne of glorious majesty:
O! deign to listen to my voice,
And bid this drooping heart rejoice.

2 I urge no merits of my own,
For I, alas! as all that's vile:
No--when I bow before thy throne,
Dare to converse with God alone,
Thy name, blest Jesus, is my plea,
That dearest, sweetest name to me!

3 Within this heart of mine, I feel
The weight of sin's oppressive load:
Oh! help! or else I sink to hell,
Crush'd by thine arm, avenging God!
Entomb'd within that dread abyss,
And exil'd from the realms of bliss!

Text Information
First Line: Father of mercies, God of love!
Title: The Penitent's prayer
Meter: P. M. 8s
Language: English
Publication Date: 1845
Scripture:
Topic: Holy Spirit: Repentance
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