4b. Come, humble sinner, in whose breast

Come, humble sinner, in whose breast
A thousand thoughts revolve,
Come, with your guilt and fear oppressed,
And make this last resolve.

I'll go to Jesus, though my sin
Hath like a mountain rose;
I know his courts, I'll enter in,
Whatever may oppose.

Prostrate I'll lie before his throne,
And there my guilt confess;
I'll tell him, I'm a wretch undone
Without his sovereign grace.

I'll to the gracious King approach,
Whose scepter pardon gives;
Perhaps he may command my touch,
And then the suppliant lives.

Perhaps he will admit my plea,
Perhaps will hear my prayer;
But, if I perish, I will pray,
And perish only there.

I can but perish if I go;
I am resolved to try;
For if I stay away I know
I must forever die.

But if I die with mercy sought,
When I the King have tried,
This were to die (delightful thought)
As sinner never died.

Text Information
First Line: Come, humble sinner, in whose breast
Title: Come, humble sinner, in whose breast
Publication Date: 1854
Meter: C.M.
Source: Baptist Harmony, p. 247.
Language: English
Tune Information
Meter: C.M.
Key: a minor
Source: Baptist Harmony, p. 247

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