Select Psalms and Hymns for the use of Mr. Adgate's pupils ‎#XI

XI. A Penitent pleading for Pardon

I Shew pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive,
Let a repenting rebel live:
Are not thy mercies large and free?
May not a sinner trust in thee?

II My crimes are great, but not surpass
The power and glory of thy grace:
Great God, thy nature hath no bound,
So let thy pard'ning love be found.

III O wash my soul from ev'ry sin,
And make my guilty conscience clean:
Here on my heart the burden lyes,
And past offences pain my eyes.

IV My lips with shame my sins confess
Against thy law, against thy grace:
Lord, should thy judgment grow severe,
I am condemn'd, but thou art clear.

V Should sudden veng'ance seize my breath,
I must pronounce thee just in death:
And if my soul were sent to hell,
Thy righteous law approves it well.

VI Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord,
Whose hope still hov'ring round thy word,
Would light on some sweet promise there,
Some sure support against despair.

Text Information

• First Line: Shew pity Lord, O Lord, forgive
• Title: A Penitent pleading for Pardon
• Meter: Long Metre
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1787
• Notes: Public Domain.

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