1. Bowing before the sacred throne,
The contrite sinner feels undone;
Covered with shame, bedewed with tears,
Mercy he craves, but judgment fears.
2. The Lord who pities the distressed,
Hears his complaints and gives him rest;
His soul forgets its wonted grief,
When Jesus' love affords relief.
3. Doubts which had oft perplexed before,
Are banished now to reign no more;
His trembling lips with joy record,
The grace and goodness of the Lord.
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First Line: | Bowing before the sacred throne |
Title: | Contrite Sinner Relieved |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1818 |
Copyright: | Public domain |