CLXIX. A sinner lamenting the delay of divine grace

1 Long have I walk'd this dreary road,
Beset with darkness round;
Nor seen nor heard a smiling God,
Nor one bright moment found.

2 Others, who once did join my speech,
And mourn'd in painful lay,
Now mounting up with rapture, stretch
To seize the heav'nly day.

3 Far left behind to feel my woe,
With harden'd heart to groan,
Each pray'r, each struggle sinks me low,
Each breath repeats my moan.

4 The lengthen'd day, the gloomy night,
Draw fast the bands of grief;
Sometimes despair o'erclouds my sight,
And says, there's no relief.

5 Then conscience thunders, Sinai flames,
I try again to rise;
The trial fails, and conscience blames
My pray'rs, my tears, my cries.

6 If hope perchance a moment gleams,
And says, Christ's blood was split;
My heart of sin beclouds the beams,
And seals my death and guilt.

7 'Tis thus perplex'd, forlorn and lost,
I spend my weary days;
No Jesus comes my hopes are crost,
While others sing and praise.

Text Information
First Line: Long have I walk'd this dreary road
Title: A sinner lamenting the delay of divine grace
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1799
Topic: Sinner: Lamenting delay of grace
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