Hymns on Various Subjects ‎#17

17. While I was musing the fire burned

1 Alas my soul, Oh why so sluggish,
Since thy God has been so kind,
As to redeem the from the rubbish,
Why art hou again consum'd?

2 O arise shake off thy fetters,
Sin hath slyly got them on;
O why art thou become a debtor,
Since Christ so much has undergone.

3 Why should the children of a palace
Thus go mourning all the day,
Exposed to the Devil's malice,
Holy spirit help me pray.

4 O for wisdom, grace and power,
To arise by faith on wings,
Into possession of such hours
As when Jesus took my sins.

5 Then methinks I lean'd upon him,
lov'd him as his Children do;
For if I was one hour from him,
My soul my Jesus would pursue.

6 Then I lov'd to set like Mary,
Wash his blessed feet with tears;
I though like Abraham and Sarah,
I'd walk with him my coming years.

7 But Oh alas! my resolutions
Tho' they as strong as bulwarks stood,
They're gone and left me in confusion,
Help me Jesus, help me God.

8 O give me such humble trusting,
In the merits of thy blood,
That will save my soul from thirsting,
After vain and earthly good.

9 And let my Jesus be my portion,
Through time and thro' eternity;
His love is such a boundless Ocean,
It sets my guilty conscience free.

10 I feel no pain, I feel no sorrow,
When upon his breast I lean;
My sould feels neither fear nor horrow,
When my Jesus face is seen.

11 What can sinners do without him,
Justice strikes them thro' and trho'
I will twine my arms about him,
Give myself to him anew.

Text Information

• First Line: Alas my soul, Oh why so sluggish
• Title: While I was musing the fire burned
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1792
• Notes: Public Domain.

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