Text: | Panting for Pardon |
Author: | W. Gadsby |
1 Jehovah God! eternal Lord most high!
Permit a worm to bow before thy throne;
A worm deserving endless misery,
But pleads the blood that did for sin atone.
2 [I feel myself a rebel, base and vile;
>From head to feet, a mass of sin and guilt;
Nor have I skill the malady to heal,
But plead the blood that once for sin was spilt.]
3 A base, ungrateful monster I have been,
And now with shame my guilt and folly own;
I cannot, dare not, on my own works lean,
But plead the blood that did for sin atone.
4 Nor dare I promise future good to bring;
I know my heart deceitful is indeed;
Compelled I am on Christ alone to hang,
And plead that blood by which the church is freed.
5 If thou, dear Lord, so base a wretch wilt save,
Then all the glory shall redound to thee;
While here, and when I reach beyond the grave,
My soul shall sing salvation full and free.
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First Line: | Jehovah God! eternal Lord most high! |
Title: | Panting for Pardon |
Author: | W. Gadsby |
Meter: | 10s. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1844 |