A Selection of Hymns ‎#XXXIX

XXXIX. Indwelling Sin lamented

1 With tears of anguish I lament,
Here at they feet, my God,
My passion, pride, and discontent
And vile ingratitude.

2 Sure there was ne'er a heart so base
So false as mine has been;
So faithless to its promises,
So prone to every sin?

3 My reason tells me thy commands
Are holy, just, and true;
Tells me whate'er my God demands
Is his most righteous due.

4 Reason I hear, her counsels weigh,
And all her words approve:
But still I find it hard t' obey,
And harder yet to love.

5 How long, dear Savior, shall I feel
Those struggles in my breast?
When wilt thou bow my stubborn will,
And give my conscience rest?

6 Break, sovereign grace, O break the charm
And set the captive free:
Reveal, Almighty God, thine arm,
And haste to rescue me.

Text Information

• First Line: With tears of anguish I lament
• Title: Indwelling Sin lamented
• Author: Dr. Stennett
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1792
• Topic: The Fall; Indwelling Sin
• Notes: Public Domain.

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