Text: | A Sinner's Prayer |
1 Thou Lord my Power and Wisdom art
O do not then reject my Heart!
Thy Clay that weeps, thy Dust I am
That call's--O put me not to shame.
2 Thy Glories, Lord, in all Things shine,
Thine is the Deed, the Praise is thine.
A feeble helpless Creature, I
Do at thy Pleasure live or die.
3 Lord well I know, I merit Grief,
Yea endless Fears without Relief;
Yea if t' exact thy Due forbear,
And spare, a feeble Creature spare.
4 Still if I wail not (still to wail
Nature denies and Flesh wou'd fail)
Lord, pardon, for thy Son makes good
My want of Tears with store of Blood.
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First Line: | Thou Lord my Power and Wisdom art |
Title: | A Sinner's Prayer |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1737 |