Songs of Zion ‎#47

47. Come, my soul, and let us try

1. Come, my soul, and let us try
For a little season,
Every burden to lay by;
Come, and let us reason.
What is this that casts thee down?
Who are they that grieve you?
Speak, and let the worst be known;
Speaking may relieve you.

2. Christ by faith sometimes I see,
Then it doth relieve me;
But my sins return again
Those are they that grieve me;
Troubled like the restless sea,
Feeble, faint, and fearful:
Plunged in sins, a sore disease,
How can I be cheerful?

3. Think on what your Savior bore
In the gloomy garden,
Sweating blood from every pore,
To procure thy pardon;
See him stretched upon the wood,
Bleeding, groaning, crying!
Suffering all the wrath of God,
Groaning, gasping, dying!

Text Information

• First Line: Come, my soul, and let us try
• Meter: 7. 7.
• Publication Date: 1821

Tune Information

• Name: SYMPATHY
• Meter: 7. 7.
• Incipit: 11321 553
• Key: F Major