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O love divine, how sweet thou art!
Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #XXVI (1791) Topics: Penitential Lyrics: 1 O love divine, how sweet thou art!
When shall I find my living 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? Languages: English
O love divine, how sweet thou art!
A Sinner's Prayer
Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #CCXXIV (1791) Topics: Penitential Hymns First Line: O My Lord, what must I do? Lyrics: 1 O My Lord, what must I do?
Only thou the Way canst shew;
Thou canst save me in this Hour,
I have neither Will nor Pow'r:
God if over all thou art,
Greater than the sinful Heart;
Let it now on me be shown,
Take away the Heart of Stone.
2 Take away my darling sin,
Make me willing to be clean;
Make me willing to receive
What thy Goodness waits to give:
Force me, Lord, with all to part,
Tear all Idols from my Heart;
Let thy Pow'r on me be shown,
Take away the Heart of Stone.
3 Jesu, mighty to renew,
Work in me, to will and do;
Turn my Nature's rapid Tide,
Stem the Torrent of my Pride,
Stop the Whirlwind of my will,
Bid Corruptions, Lord, be still;
Now thy Love Almighty shew,
Make e'en me a Creature new.
4 Arm of God, thy Strength put on,
Bow the Heavens, and come down;
All mine Unbelief o'erthrow,
Lay th' aspiring Mountain low;
Conquer thy worst Foe in me.
Get thyself the Victory,
Save the vilest of the Race,
Force me to be sav'd by Grace.
Languages: English
A Sinner's Prayer
A Sinner's Prayer
Hymnal: The Christian's Duty #CCXXIV (1801) Topics: Penitential Hymns First Line: O my Lord, what must I do? Languages: English
A Sinner's Prayer
O that I could my Lord receive
Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #XXXV (1791) Topics: Penitential Lyrics: 1 O that I could my Lord receive,
Who did the world redeem!
Who gave his life, that I might live
A life conceal'd in him.
2 O that I could the blessing prove,
My heart's extreme desire:
Live happy in my Saviour's love,
And in his arms expire!
3 Mercy I ask to seal my peace,
That, kept by mercy's pow'r,
I may from ev'ry evil cease,
And never grieve thee more!
4 Now, if thy gracious will it be,
Ev'n now my sins remove,
And set my soul at liberty
By thy victorious love.
5 In answer to ten thousand pray'rs,
Thou pard'ning God descend,
Number me with salvation's heirs,
My sins and troubles end.
6 Nothing I ask, or want beside
Of all in earth of heav'n;
But let me feel thy blood apply'd,
And live, and die forgiv'n. Languages: English
O that I could my Lord receive
O that I could repent!
Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #XIX (1791) 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 thine 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 skreen 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. Languages: English
O that I could repent!
Sin and Sorrows laid before God
Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #CCXXVII (1791) Topics: Penitential Hymns First Line: O that I knew the secret Place Lyrics: 1 O that I knew the secret Place
Where I might find my God!
I'd spread my Wants before his Face,
And pour my Woes abroad.
2 I'd tell him how my Sins arise,
What Sorrows I sustain,
How Grace decays, and Comfort dies,
And leaves my Heart in Pain:
3 I'd say how Flesh and Sense rebel,
What inward Foes combine,
With this vain World and Pow'rs of Hell,
To vex this Heart of mine.
4 He knows what Arguments I'd take
To wrestle with my God:
I'd plead for his won Mercy's sake,
And for my Saviour's Blood.
5 My God will pity my Complaints,
And heal my broken Bones;
He takes the Meaning of his Saints,
The Language of their Groans.
6 Arise my Soul from deep Distress,
And banish ev'ry Fear;
He calls thee to his Throne of Grace,
To spread thy Sorrows there. Scripture: Job 23:1-9 Languages: English
Sin and Sorrows laid before God
Sin and Sorrows laid before God
Hymnal: The Christian's Duty #CCXXVII (1801) Topics: Penitential Hymns First Line: O that I knew the secret Place Scripture: Job 23:1-9 Languages: English
Sin and Sorrows laid before God
Lamenting the Loss of First Love
Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #CCXXIX (1791) Topics: Penitential Hymns First Line: O that my Soul were now as fair Lyrics: 1 O that my soul were now as fair
As it hath sometimes been!
Devoid of that distracting Care
Without, and Fear within!
2 There was a Time when I could tread
No Circle but of Love:
That joyous Morning now is fled,
How heavily I move!
3 Unhappy soul, that thou should'st force,
Thy Saviour to depart,
When he was pleased with so coarse
A Lodging in thy Heart!
4 How sweetly I enjoy'd my God!
With how divine a Frame!
I thought, on ev'ry Plant I trod,
I read my Saviour's Name;
5 I liv'd, I lov'd, I talk'd with thee,
So sweetly we agreed,
And thou no Stranger wast to me
Till I became a Weed.
6 The Tempter robb'd me, and I must
I fear be ever Poor;
May this suffice, to roll in Dust
Before thy Temple Door!
7 My dearest Lord, my Heart flames not
With Love that sacred Fire;
But since my Love has wore that Blot
Repentance runs the High'r.
8 O might those Days return again,
How welcome they should be!
Shall my Petition be in vain,
Since Grace is ever free?
9 Lord of my Soul, return, return,
To chase away this Night;
Let not thine Anger ever burn;
God once was my Delight.
Languages: English
Lamenting the Loss of First Love
O That my Soul were now as fair
Hymnal: The Christian's Duty #CCXXIX (1801) Topics: Penitential Hymns Languages: English
O That my Soul were now as fair
O thou that hear'st when sinners cry
Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #XXXIV (1791) Topics: Penitential Lyrics: 1 O thou that hear'st when sinners cry,
Tho' all my crimes before thee lie,
Behold me now with angry look,
But blot their mem'ry from thy book.
2 Create my nature pure within,
And form my soul averse to sin;
Let thy good Spirit ne'er depart,
Nor hide thy presence from my heart.
3 I cannot live without thy light,
Cast out and banish'd from thy sight;
The saving strength, O Lord, restore,
And guard me that I fall no more.
4 Tho' I have griev'd thy Spirit, Lord,
His help and comfort still afford:
And let a wretch come near thy throne,
To plead the merits of thy Son.
5 My soul lies humbled in the dust,
And owns thy dreadful sentence just:
Look down, O Lord( with pitying eye,
And save the soul condemn'd to die.
6 Then will I teach the world thy ways,
Sinners shall learn thy sov'reign grace:
I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood,
And they shall praise a pard'ning God.
7 O may thy love inspire my tongue,
Salvation shall be all my song;
And all my pow'rs shall join to bless
The Lord, my strength and righteousness. Languages: English
O thou that hear'st when sinners cry
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