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O that I could repent!

Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 87 hymnals Topics: Penitential Lyrics: 1 O that I could repent! O that I could believe! Thou, by thy voice, the marble rent, The rock in sunder cleave! Thou by thy two-edg'd sword, My soul and spirit part, Strike with the hammer of thy word And break my stubborn heart. 2 Saviour, and Prince of Peace, The double grace bestow, Unloose the bands of wickedness, And let the captive go: Grant me my sins to feel, And then the load remove; Wound, and pour in, my wounds to heal, The balm of pard'ning love. 3 For thy own mercy’s sake, The cursed thing remove, And into thy protection take The pris'ner of thy love; In ev'ry trying hour Stand by my feeble soul, And screen me from my nature's pow'r, Till thou hast made me whole. 4 This is thy will, I know, That I should holy be, Should let my sin this moment go, This moment turn to thee: O might I now embrace Thy all-sufficient pow'r, And never more to sin give place, And never grieve thee more.

Jesus, if still thou art to-day

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 61 hymnals Topics: Penitential Lyrics: 1 Jesus, if still thou art to-day As yesterday the same, Present to heal, in me display The virtue of thy name. 2 If still thou go'st about to do Thy needy creatures good, On me, that I thy praise may shew, Be all thy wonders shew'd. 3 Now, Lord, to whom for help I call, Thy miracles repeat; With pitying eyes behold me fall A leper at thy feet. 4 Loathsome, and foul, and self-abhorr'd, I sink beneath my sin; But if thou wilt, a gracious word Of thine can make me clean. 5 Thou seest me deaf to thy commands, Open, O Lord, my ear; Bid me stretch out my wither'd hands, And lift them up in pray'r. 6 Silent (alas! thou know'st how long) My voice, I cannot raise; But O! when thou shalt loose my tongue, The dumb shall sing thy praise. 7 Lame at the pool I still am found: Give, and my strength employ; Light as a hart I then shall bound, The lame shall leap for joy. 8 Blind from my birth to guilt and thee, And dark I am within; The love of God I cannot see, The sinfulness of sin. 9 But thou, they say, art passing by, O let me find thee near; Jesus, in mercy, hear my cry, Thou Son of David, hear. 10 Long have I waited in the way For thee the heav'nly light; Command me to be brought, and say, Sinner receive thy sight.

Let the world their virtue boast

Appears in 80 hymnals Topics: Penitential Lyrics: 1 Let the world their virtue boast, Their works of right'ousness; I, a wretch, undone and lost, Am freely sav'd by grace; Other title I disclaim, This, only this, is all my plea, I the chief of sinners am, But Jesus dy'd for me! 2 Happy they whose joys abound Like Jordan's swelling stream, Who their heav'n in Christ have found, And give the praise to him; Let them triumph in his name, Enjoy their full felicity; I the chief of sinners am, But Jesus dy'd for me! 3 Blest are they, entirely blest, Who can in him rejoice, Lean on his beloved breast, And hear the Bridegroom's voice; Meanest follower of the Lamb, His steps I at a distance see; I the chief of sinners am, But Jesus dy'd for me! 4 Jesus, thou for me hast dy'd, And thou in me shalt live; I shall feel thy death apply'd, I shall thy life receive; To bring fire on earth thou came, O that it now may kindled be! I the chief of sinners am, But Jesus dy'd for me!

With glorious clouds encompast round

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 76 hymnals Topics: Penitential Lyrics: 1 With glorious clouds encompast round, Whom angels dimly see, Will the Unsearchable be found, Or God appear to me? 2 Will he forsake his throne above, Himself to worms impart? Answer, thou Man of Grief and Love, And speak it to my heart. 3 In manifested love explain Thy wonderful design; What meant the suff'ring Son of man? The streaming blood divine? 4 Didst thou not in our flesh appear, And live and die below, That I may now perceive Thee near, And my Redeemer know? 5 Come then, and to my soul reveal The heights and depths of grace, Those wounds which all my sorrows heal, That dear disfigur'd face. 6 Before my eyes of faith confess'd, Stand forth a slaughter'd Lamb; And wrap me in thy crimson vest, And tell me all thy name. 7 Jehovah in thy person show, Jehovah crucify'd! And then the pard'ning God I know, And fell the blood apply'd. 8 I view the Lamb in his own light, Whom angels dimly see; And gaze, transported at the sight, To all eternity.

Jesu, lover of my soul

Appears in 3,323 hymnals Topics: Penitential Lyrics: 1 Jesu, lover of my soul, Let me to thy bosom fly, While the nearer waters roll, While the tempest still is high; Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, Till the storm of life is past; Safe into the haven guide, O receive my soul at last! 2 Other refuge have I none, Hangs my helpless soul on thee; Leave, ah! leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me: All my trust on thee is stay'd, All my help from thee I bring, Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of thy wing. 3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want, More than all in thee I find; Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind; Just and holy is thy name; I am all unrighteousness; False, and full of sin I am, Thou art full of truth and grace. 4 Plenteous grace with thee is found, Grace to cover all my sin: Let the healing streams abound; Make and keep me pure within. Thou of life the fountain art, Freely let me take of thee; Spring thou up within mine heart, Rise to all eternity.

O love divine, how sweet thou art!

Appears in 383 hymnals Topics: Penitential Lyrics: 1 O love divine, how sweet thou art! When shall I find my willing heart All taken up by thee? I thirst, I faint, I die to prove The greatness of redeeming love, The love of Christ to me! 2 Stronger his love than death or hell; Its riches are unsearchable: The first-born sons of light Desire in vain its depths to see; They cannot reach the mystery, The length, and breadth, and height. 3 God only knows the love of God: O that it now were shed abroad In this poor stony heart! For love I sigh, for love I pine; This only portion, Lord, be mine! Be mine this better part! 4 O that I could forever sit With Mary at the Master’s feet! Be this my happy choice: My only care, delight, and bliss, My joy, my heav'n on earth be this, To hear the Bridegroom’s voice! 4 O that I could, with favour'd John, Recline my weary head upon The dear Redeemer's breast! From care and sin, and sorrow free, Give me, O Lord, to find in thee My everlasting rest!

Ah! whither shall i go

Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 193 hymnals Topics: Penitential Lyrics: 1 Ah! whither shall I go, Burden'd, and sick, and faint? To whom should I my trouble show, And pour out my complaint? My Saviour bids me come, Ah! why do I delay? He calls the weary sinner home, And yet from him I stay. 2 What is it keeps me back, From which I can not part? Which will not let the Saviour take Possession of my heart? Some cursed thing unknown Must surely lurk within; Some idol, which I will not own, Some secret bosom-sin. 3 Jesu, the hindrance show, Which I have fear'd to see; Yet let me now consent to know What keeps me out of thee. Searcher of hearts, in mine Thy trying pow'r display; Into the darkest corners shine, And take the veil away. 4 I now believe, in thee Compassion reigns alone; According to my faith, to me O let it, Lord be done! In me is all the bar, Which thou would'st fain remove; Remove it, and I shall declare, That God is only love.

O Jesus my hope

Appears in 23 hymnals Topics: Penitential Lyrics: 1 O Jesus my hope, For me offer'd up, Who with clamour pursu'd thee to Calvary’s top: The blood thou hast shed, For me let it plead, And declare thou hast dy'd in thy murderer’s stead. 2 Now, now let me know Its virtue below; Let it wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Let it hallow my heart, And throughly convert, And make me, O Lord, in the world as thou art. 3 Each moment apply'd, My weakness to hide, Thy blood be upon me, and always abide: My advocate prove With the Father above, And speak me at last to the throne of thy love.

Come, holy celestial Dove

Appears in 47 hymnals Topics: Penitential Lyrics: 1 Come, holy celestial Dove, To visit a sorrowful breast, My burthen of guilt to remove, And bring me assurance and rest: Thou only hast pow'r to relieve A sinner o'erwhelmed with his load: The sense of acceptance to give, And sprinkle his heart with thy blood. 2 With me if of old thou hast strove, And strangely withheld from my sin, And try'd, by the lure of thy love, My worthless affections to win: The work of thy mercy revive; Thy uttermost mercy exert; And kindly continue to strive, And hold till I yield thee my heart. 3 Thy call if I ever have known, And sigh'd from myself to get free; And groan'd the unspeakable groan, And long'd to be happy in thee: Fulfil the imperfect desire, Thy peace to my conscience reveal, The sense of thy favour inspire, And give me my pardon to feel! 4 If when I have put thee to grief, And madly to folly return'd, Thy pity has been my relief, And lifted me up as I mourn'd: Most pitiful Spirit of grace, Relieve me again, and restore; My spirit in holiness raise, To fall and to suffer no more. 5 If now I lament after God, And gasp for a drop of thy love, If Jesus hath bought thee with blood For me to receive from above: Come, heav'nly Comforter, come, True witness of mercy divine, And make me thy permanent home, And seal me eternally thine!

To the haven of thy breast

Appears in 78 hymnals Topics: Penitential Lyrics: 1 To the haven of thy breast, O Son of Man, I fly, Be my refuge and my rest, For O the storm is high! Save me from the furious blast, A covert from the tempest be; Hide me, Jesus, till o'erpast The storm of sin I see. 2 Welcome as the water-spring To a dry barren place: O descend on me and bring The sweet-refreshing grace; O'er a parch'd and weary land As a great rock extends its shade, Hide me, Saviour, with thine hand, And screen my naked head. 3 In the time of my distress Thou hast my succour been; In my utter helplessness Restraining me from sin: O how swiftly didst thou move To save me in the trying hour! Still protect me with thy love, And shield me with thy pow'r. 4 First and last, in me perform The work thou hast begun; Be my shelter from the storm, My shadow from the sun: Let me hang upon my God, Till I thy perfect glory see, Till the sprinkling of thy blood Shall speak me up to thee.