1 Come, thou omniscient Son of man,
Display thy sifting power:
Come with thy winnowing Spirit's fan,
And throughly purge thy floor.
2 The chaff of sin, the accursed thing,
Far from our souls be driven!
The wheat into thy garner bring,
And lay us up for heaven.
3 Look through us with thy eyes of flame!
The clouds and darkness chase:
And tell me, what by sin I am,
And what I am by grace.
4 Whate'er offends thy glorious eyes,
Far from our hearts remove!
As dust before the whirlwind flies,
Disperse it by thy love.
5 Then let us all thy fulness know,
From every sin set free;
Sav'd to the utmost sav'd below,
And perfectly like thee.
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First Line: | Come, thou omniscient Son of man |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1790 |
Topic: | Society Praying |
Notes: | Tune: ALDRICH |