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Lord, I would spread my sore distress

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs #d618 (1833) Languages: English

Psalm 51 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.121 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Lord, I would spread my sore distress Lyrics: Lord, I would spread my sore distress And guilt before thine eyes; Against thy laws, against thy grace, How high my crimes arise! Shouldst thou condemn my soul to hell, And crush my flesh to dust, Heav'n would approve thy vengeance well, And earth must own it just. I from the stock of Adam came, Unholy and unclean; All my original is shame, And all my nature sin. Born in a world of guilt, I drew Contagion with my breath; And as my days advanced, I grew A juster prey for death. Cleanse me, O Lord, and cheer my soul With thy forgiving love; O make my broken spirit whole, And bid my pains remove. Let not thy Spirit quite depart, Nor drive me from thy face; Create anew my vicious heart, And fill it with thy grace. Then will I make thy mercy known Before the sons of men; Backsliders shall address thy throne, And turn to God again. Topics: Christ Our Hope; Wickedness of man; Confession of sin, repentance, and pardon; Conscience its guilt relieved; Faith in the blood of Christ; Guilt of conscience relieved; Sacrifice; Backsliding soul restored; Blood of Christ cleansing from sin; Christ faith in his blood; Distress relieved; Pardon of original and actual sin; Priesthood of Christ; Repentance and faith in the blood of Christ; Sin original and actual, confessed and pardoned; Spirit his teaching desired Scripture: Psalm 51:3-13 Languages: English

Orignal and actual Sin confessed and pardoned

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #98 (1740) First Line: Lord, I would spread my sore Distress Lyrics: 1 Lord, I would spread my sore Distress And Guilt before thine Eyes; Against thy Laws, against thy Grace How high my Crimes arise! 2 Shouldst thou condemn my Soul to Hell, And crush my Flesh to Dust, Heav'n would approve thy Vengeance well, And Earth must own it just. 3 I from the Stock of Adam came, Unholy and unclean; All my Original is Shame, And all my Nature Sin. 4 Born in a World of Guilt, I drew Contagion with my Breath; And as my Days advanc'd, I grew A juster Prey for Death. 5 Cleanse me, O Lord, and chear my Soul With thy forgiving Love; O make my broken Spirit whole, And bid my Pains remove. 6 Let not thy Spirit quite depart, Nor drive me from thy Face; Create anew my vicious Heart, And fill it with thy Grace. 7 Then will I make thy Mercy known Before the Sons of Men; Backsliders shall address thy Throne, And turn to GOD again. Topics: Backsliding soul restored; Blood of Christ cleansing from Sin; Christ Our Hope; Confession of Sin, Repentance and Pardon; Distress relieved; Guilt of Conscience relieved; Pardon of original and actual sin; Repentance and Faith in the Blood of Chirst; Sabbath Sacrifice; Sin original and actual, confessed and pardoned; Spirit his teaching desired; Wickedness of Man Scripture: Psalm 51:3-13 Languages: English

Original and actual Sin confessed and pardoned

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LId (1780) First Line: Lord, I would spread my sore distress Lyrics: 1 Lord, I would spread my sore distress And guilt before thine eyes; Against thy laws, against thy grace How high my crimes arise! 2 Should'st thou condemn my soul to hell, And crush my flesh to dust, Heav'n would approve thy vengeance well, And earth must own it just. 3 I from the stock of Adam came, Unholy and unclean; All my original is shame, And all my nature sin. 4 Born in a world of guilt, I drew Contagion with my breath, And as my days advanc'd, I grew A juster prey for death. 5 Cleanse me, O Lord, and cheer my soul With thy forgiving love; O make my broken spirit whole, And bid my pains remove. 6 Let not thy Spirit quite depart, Nor drive me from thy face; Create anew my vicious heart, And fill it with thy grace. 7 Then will I make thy mercy known Before the sons of men; Backsliders shall address thy throne, And turn to God again. Scripture: Psalm 51:3-13 Languages: English

Original and Actual Sin confessed and pardoned

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #LId (1785) First Line: Lord, I would spread my sore distress Lyrics: 1 Lord, I would spread my sore distress And guilt before thine eyes; Against thy laws, against thy grace, How high my crimes arise! 2 Should'st thou condemn my soul to hell, And crush my flesh to dust, Heaven would approve thy vengeance well, And earth must own it just. 3 I from the stock of Adam came, Unholy and unclean; All my original is shame, And all my nature sin. 4 Born in a World of guilt, I drew Contagion with my breath; And as my days advanc'd, I grew A juster prey for death. 5 Cleanse me, O Lord, and cheer my soul With thy forgiving love; Oh make my broken spirit whole, And bid my pains remove. 6 Let not thy spirit e'er depart, Nor drive me from thy face; Create a new my vicious heart, And fill it with thy grace. 7 Then will I make thy mercy known Before the sons of men; Backsliders shall address thy throne, And turn to GOD again. Scripture: Psalm 51:3-13 Languages: English

Original and actual Sin confessed and pardoned

Hymnal: Psalms #51d (1793) First Line: Lord, I would spread my sore distress Lyrics: 1 Lord, I would spread my sore distress And guilt before thine eyes; Against thy laws, against thy grace, How high my crimes arise! 2 Should'st thou condemn my soul to hell, And crush my flesh to dust, Heav'n would approve thy veng'ance well, And earth must own it just. 3 I from the stock of Adam came, Unholy and unclean; All my original is shame, And all my nature sin. 4 Born in a world of guilt, I drew Contagion with my breath; And, as my days advanc'd, I grew A juster prey for death. 5 Cleanse me, O Lord, and cheer my soul With thy forgiving love; O make my broken spirit whole, And bid my pains remove. 6 Let not thy spirit e'er depart, Nor drive me from thy face; Create anew my vicious heart, And fill it with thy grace. 7 Then will I make thy mercy known Before the sons of men; Backsliders shall address thy throne, And turn to God again. Scripture: Psalm 51:3-13 Languages: English

Original and actual sin confessed and pardoned

Hymnal: Psalms, carefully suited to the Christian worship in the United States of America #110 (1791) First Line: Lord, I would spread my sore distress Lyrics: 1 Lord, I would spread my sore distress And guilt before thine eyes; Against thy laws, against thy grace, How high my crimes arise! 2 Should'st thou condemn my soul to hell, And crush my flesh to dust, Heav'n would approve thy vengeance well, And earth must own it just. 3 I from the stock of Adam came, Unholy and unclean; All my original is shame, And all my nature sin. 4 Born in a world of guilt, I drew Contagion with my breath; And, as my days advanc'd, I grew A juster prey for death. 5 Cleanse me, O Lord, and cheer my soul With thy forgiving love; O make my broken spirit whole, And bid my pains remove. 6 Let not thy spirit e'er depart, Nor drive me from thy face; Create anew my vicious heart, And fill it with thy grace. 7 Then will I make thy mercy known Before the sons of men; Backsliders shall address thy throne, And turn to God again. Scripture: Psalm 51:3-13 Languages: English

Sin confessed and Pardoned

Hymnal: Church Psalmist #P51d (1845) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Lord, I would spread my sore distress Languages: English

Confession and prayer

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Congregational Hymn and Tune Book; containing the psalms and hymns of the General Association of Connecticut, adapted to suitable tunes #365 (1856) First Line: Lord, I would spread my sore distress Languages: English