CXIII. The pressure of Sin

1 O that my load of sin were gone--
O that I could at last submit,
At Jesus' feet to lay it down,
To lay my soul at Jesus' feet.

2 When shall mine eyes behold the Lamb,
The God of my salvation see?
Weary, O Lord, thou know'st I am,
Yet still I cannot come to thee,

3 Rest for my soul I long to find;
Savior, if mine indeed thou art,
Give me thy meek and lowly mind,
And stamp thine image on my heart.

4 I would (but thou must give the pow'r)
My heart were from ts sins releas'd;
O let me see that happy hour,
'Twill fill my soul with heav'nly peace.

5 Come, Lord, the drooping sinner cheer,
Let not my Jesus long delay,
Appear in my poor heart, appear,
My God, my Savior, come I pray.

Text Information
First Line: O that my load of sin were gone
Title: The pressure of Sin
Meter: L. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1799
Topic: Sin: Pressure of
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