Text: | "Contrite heart" |
Author: | Cowper |
1 The Lord will happiness divine
On contrite hearts bestow;
Then tell me, gracious God, is mine
A contrite heart, or no?
2 I hear, but seem to hear in vain;
Insensible as steel;
If aught is felt, ’tis only pain,
To find I cannot feel.
3 I sometimes think myself inclined
To love thee, if I could;
But often find another mind,
Averse to all that’s good.
4 My best desires are faint and few;
I fain would strive for more;
But when I cry, “My strength renew,”
Seem weaker than before.
5 Thy saints are comforted, I know,
And love thy house of prayer;
I sometimes go where others go,
But find no comfort there.
6 O make this heart rejoice or ache,
Decide this doubt for me;
And if it be not broken, break,
And heal it if it be.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | The Lord will happiness divine |
Title: | "Contrite heart" |
Author: | Cowper |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1844 |
Topic: | Tribulation and Inconstancy of Mind |