1 While I keep silence, and conceal
My heavy guilt within my heart,
What torments doth my conscience feel,
What agonies of inward smart!
2 I spread my sins before the Lord,
And all my secret faults confess:
Thy gospel speaks a pard'ning word,
Thine Holy Spirit seals the grace.
3 For this shall ev'ry humble soul
Make swift addresses to thy seat;
When floods of huge temptations roll,
There shall they find a blest retreat.
4 How safe beneath thy wings I lie,
When days grow dark and storms appear!
And when I walk, thy watchful eye
Shall guide me safe from ev'ry snare.
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First Line: | While I keep silence and conceal |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1790 |
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Notes: | Part 2 |