Divine Hymns or Spiritual Songs, for the use of religious assemblies and private Christians: being a collection XXXII. Lord, whither shall I flee

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Christ All-Sufficient

XXXII. Christ All-Sufficient

1 Lord, whither shall I flee,
That I may be secure,
The law proclaims destruction near,
And thunders round me roar.

2 My guilty conscience speaks,
And tells me of my crime;
How foolish I have spent my days,
And wasted all my time.

3 And Satan he presents,
That 'tis too late to pray:
The time and means of grace are spent,
And I have lost my day.

4 Now horrors seize my mind,
With darkness and despair,
I must be driv'n from earth to hell,
Lo where the damned are.

5 These tho'ts distress my mind,
And I am fill'd with fear,
While I am held in hard suspence,
Presumption or despair.

6 If I continue, here,
I surely shall be lost,
If I go back to sin again,
Damnation will be just.

7 I'll risk my 'ternal all--
I'll prostrate on the ground,
Dear Jesus for one sov'reign word,
To heal my mortal wound.

8 Unto thy feet I fall,
And sov'reign mercy crave,
Dear Jesus thou, and thou alone,
Art able for to save.

9 And whilst the Lord delays,
My heart begins to break,
Yet suddenly some joys I feel,
I hear a Savior speak:

10 "Cheer up, for I have di'd,
"My precius blood is spilt;
"Behold my flowing crimson stream,
To wash away your guilt."

11 My fears and grief and guilt,
Bid instantly depart,
Strange and surprisingly I felt,
Wrapt in my Savior's heart.

12 Strangely my state was chang'd,
And I began to sing,
All glory to the God of love,
Who doth such sweetness bring.

13 I'll praise thee while I live--
I'll praise thee when I die--
I'll praise thee when I rise again,
And to eternity.

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