1 While I keep Silence, and conceal
My heavy Guilt within my Heart,
What Torments doth my Conscience feel!
What Agonies of inward Smart!
2 I spread my Sins before the Lord,
And all my secret Faults confess;
Thy Gospel speaks a pard'ning Word,
Thine holy Spirit seals the Grace.
3 For this shall every humble Soul
Make swift Addresses to thy Seat;
When Floods of huge Temptations roll,
There shall they find a blest Retreat.
4 How safe beneath thy Wings I lie,
When Days grow dark and Storms appear;
And when I walk, thy watchful Eye
Shall guide me safe from every Snare.
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First Line: | While I keep Silence, and conceal |
Title: | A guilty Conscience eased by Confession and Pardon |
Meter: | Long Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1740 |
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Topic: | Blessings: of a person; Comfort: Holiness and Pardon; Confession: of Sin, Repentance and Pardon(5 more...) |