XXXVIIc | The Psalms of David#XXXVIII | XXXIXa |
Text: | Guilt of Conscience and Relief; or, Repentance and Prayer for Pardon and Health |
Author: | Isaac Watts |
1 Amidst thy wrath remember love,
Restore thy servant, Lord;
Nor let a father’s chast'ning prove
Like an avenging sword.
2 Thine arrows stick within my heart;
My flesh is sorely prest;
Between the sorrow and the smart,
My spirit finds no rest.
3 My sins a heavy load appear,
And o’er my head are gone;
Too heavy they for me to bear,
Too hard for me t’atone.
4 My thoughts are like a troubled sea,
My head still bending down;
And I go mourning all the day
Beneath my father’s frown.
5 Lord I am weak and broken sore,
None of my pow'rs are whole:
The inward anguish makes me roar,
The anguish of my soul.
6 All my desire to thee are known;
Thine eye counts ev'ry tear,
And ev'ry sigh and ev'ry groan
Is notic'd by thine ear.
7 Thou art my God my only hope;
My God will hear my cry,
My God will bear my spirit up,
When Satan bids me die.
8 [My foot is ever apt to slide,
My foes rejoice to see't:
They raise their pleasure and their pride,
When they supplant my feet.
9 But I’ll confess my guilt to thee
And grieve for all my sin;
I’ll mourn how weak my graces be,
And beg support divine.
10 My God forgive my follies past,
And be for ever nigh;
O Lord of my salvation haste,
Before thy servant die.]
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First Line: | Admidst thy wrath remember love |
Title: | Guilt of Conscience and Relief; or, Repentance and Prayer for Pardon and Health |
Author: | Isaac Watts |
Meter: | Common Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1780 |
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