A New Collection of Hymns and Spiritual Songs, from various authors—some entirely new (3rd Windsor Ed.) ‎#XXIII

XXIII. Young Converts

1 When converts first begin to sing,
Their happy souls are on the wing;
Their theme is all redeeming love!
Fain would they be with Christ above.

2 With admiration they behold
The love of Christ, which can't be told;
They view themselves upon the shore,
And think the battle now is o'er.

3 They think their enemies are slain.
And feel their hearts quite free from pain;
They make no doubt but all is well,
And Satan is gone down to hell.

4 They wonder why old saints don't sing,
And make the heavenly arches ring;
Ring with melodious joyful sound,
To think a prodigal is found.

5 But 'tis not long before they feel
Their feeble souls begin to reel,
And think their former hopes are vain,
For they're bound in Satan's chain.

6 The morning that did shine so bright,
Is turn'd to the shades of night;
Their heart that did with music sing,
Are now untun'd in ev'ry string.

7 O, foolish child! why didst thou boast
In the enlargement of thy coast?
Why did you think to fly away,
Before you leave this feeble clay?

8 Come, take up arms and face the field,
Come gird on harness, sword, and shield,
Stand fast in faith, wait on your King,
And soon the vict'ry you shall sing.

Text Information

• First Line: When converts first begin to sing
• Title: Young Converts
• Meter: Long Metre
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1793

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