11924. What A Mournful Life Is Mine

1 What a mournful life is mine,
Filled with crosses, pains and cares!
Every work defiled with sin,
Every step beset with snares!

2 If alone I pensive sit,
I myself can hardly bear;
If I pass along the street,
Sin and riot triumph there.

3 Jesus! how my heart is pained,
How it mourns for souls deceived!
When I hear Thy name profaned,
When I see Thy Spirit grieved!

4 When Thy children’s griefs I view,
Their distress becomes my own;
All I hear, or see, or do,
Makes me tremble, weep and groan.

5 Mourning thus I long had been,
When I heard my Savior’s voice;
"Thou hast cause to mourn for sin,
But in Me thou may’st rejoice."

6 This kind word dispelled my grief,
Put to silence my complaints;
Though of sinners I am chief,
He has ranked me with His saints.

7 Though constrained to dwell awhile
Where the wicked strive and brawl;
Let them frown, so He but smile,
Heav’n will make amends for all.

8 There, believers, we shall rest,
Free from sorrow, sin and fears;
Nothing there our peace molest,
Through eternal rounds of years.

9 Let us then the fight endure,
See our captain looking down;
He will make the conquest sure,
And bestow the promised crown.

Text Information
First Line: What a mournful life is mine
Title: What A Mournful Life Is Mine
Author: John Newton
Meter: 77.77
Language: English
Source: Olney Hymns (London, W. Oliver, 1779), Book 1
Copyright: Public Domain
Tune Information
Composer: William Henry Monk (1875)
Meter: 77.77
Key: F Major or modal
Copyright: Public Domain

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