Psalms ‎#130b

130b. Pardoning Grace

1 From deep distress and troubled thoughts,
To thee, my God, I rais'd my cries:
If thou severely mark our faults,
No flesh can stand before thine eyes.

2 But thou hast built thy throne of grace,
Free to dispense thy pardons there,
That sinners may approach thy face,
And hope, and love, as well as fear.

3 As the benighted pilgrims wait,
And long and wish for breaking day;
So waits my soul before thy gate;
When will my God his face display!

4 My trust is fix'd upon thy word,
Nor shall I trust thy word in vain:
Let mourning souls address the Lord,
And find relief from all their pain.

5 Great is his love, and large his grace,
Thro' the redemption of his Son:
He turns our feet from sinful ways,
And pardons what our hands have done.

Text Information

• First Line: From deep distress and troubled thoughts
• Title: Pardoning Grace
• Meter: Long Metre
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1793
• Scripture:
  Psalm 130

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