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1 O that I could repent!
O that I could believe!
Thou, by thy voice, the marble rent,
The rock in sunder cleave!
Thou, by thy two-edg'd sword,
My soul and spirit part,
Strike with the hammer of thy word,
And break my stubborn heart.
2 Saviour and prince of peace,
The double grace bestow,
Unloose the bands of wickedness,
And let the captive go:
Grant me my sins to feel,
And then the load remove;
Wound and pour in, my wounds to heal,
The balm of pard'ning love.
3 For thine own mercy’s sake
The cursed thing remove,
And into thy protection take
The pris'ner of thy love;
In ev'ry trying hour,
Stand by my feeble soul,
And skreen me from my nature's pow'r,
Till thou hast made me whole.
4 This is thy will, I know,
That I should holy be,
Should let my sin this moment go,
This moment turn to thee:
O might I now embrace
Thy all-sufficient pow'r,
And never more to sin give place,
And never grieve thee more.
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First Line: | O that I could repent! |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1791 |
Topic: | Penitential |