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The Death of a Sinner

Hymnal: A Choice Collection of Hymns and Spiritual Songs #VI (1774) First Line: My Thoughts on awful Subjects roll Lyrics: 1 My Thoughts on awful Subjects roll, Damnation and the Dead, What Horrors seize the guilty Soul Upon a dying Bed! 2 Lingering about these mortal Shores, She makes a long delay; 'Till, like a Flood with rapid Force Death sweeps the Wretch away. 3 Then swift and dreadful she descends Down to the fiery Coast, Amongst abominable Fiends, Herself a frightful Ghost. 4 There endless Crowds of Sinners lie, And Darkness makes their Chains; Tortur'd with keen Despair, they Cry, Yet wait for fiercer Pain. 5 Not all their Anguish and their Blood, For their old guilt atones, Nor the Compassion of a GOD Shall hearken to their Groans. 6 Amazing Grace, that kept my Breath, Nor bid my Soul remove, 'Till I had learn'd my Saviour's Death, And well insur'd his Love! Languages: English
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Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #H.XXX (1785) First Line: My thoughts on awful subjects roll Lyrics: 1 My thoughts on awful subjects roll, Damnation and the dead; What horrors seize the guilty soul Upon a dying bed. 2 Lingering about these mortal shores She makes a long delay, 'Till, like a flood, with rapid force, Death sweeps the wretch away! 3 Then, swift and dreadful, she descends Down to the firey coast, Among abominable fiends, Herself a frightful ghost. 4 There endless crouds of sinners lie, And darkness makes their chains; Tortur'd with keen despair, they cry, Yet wait for fiercer pains. 5 Not all their anguish and their blood, For their old guilt atones; Nor the compassion of a God Shall hearken to their groans. 6 Amazing grace, which kept my breath, Nor bid my soul remove, 'Till I had learn'd my Saviour's death, And well insur'd his love! Languages: English
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Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #XXX (1786) First Line: My thoughts on awful subjects roll Lyrics: 1 My thoughts on awful subjects roll, Damnation and the dead; What horrors seize the guilty soul Upon a dying bed. 2 Lingering about these mortal shores, She makes a long delay, 'Till, like a flood, with rapid force, Death sweeps the wretch away! 3 Then, swift and dreadful, she descends Down to the fiery coast, Among abominable fiends, Herself a frightful ghost. 4 There endless crouds of sinners lie, And darkness makes their chains; Tortur'd with keen despair, they cry, Yet wait for fiercer pains. 5 Not all their anguish and their blood, For their old guilt attones; Nor the compassion of a God Shall hearken to their groans. 6 Amazing grace, which kept my breath, Nor bid my soul remove 'Till I had learn'd my Saviour's death, And well insur'd his love! Languages: English
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The Death of a Sinner

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #XXX (1786) First Line: My thoughts on awful subjects roll Lyrics: 1 My thoughts on awful subjects roll, Damnation and the dead; What horrors seize the guilty soul Upon a dying bed. 2 Lingering about these mortal shores, She makes a long delay, 'Till, like a flood, with rapid force, Death sweeps the wretch away! 3 Then, swift and dreadful, she descends Down to the fiery coast, Among abominable fiends, Herself a frightful ghost. 4 There endless crouds of sinners lie, And darkness makes their chains; Tortur'd with keen despair, they cry, Yet wait for fiercer pains. 5 Not all their anguish and their blood, For their old guilt attones; Nor the compassion of a God Shall hearken to their groans. 6 Amazing grace, which kept my breath, Nor bid my soul remove 'Till I had learn'd my Saviour's death, And well insur'd his love! Languages: English
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The Death of a Sinner

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #XXX (1787) First Line: My thoughts on awful subjects roll Lyrics: 1 My thoughts on awful subjects roll, Damnation and the dead; What horrors seize the guilty soul Upon a dying bed. 2 Lingering about these mortal shores, She makes a long delay, 'Till, like a flood, with rapid force, Death sweeps the wretch away! 3 Then, swift and dreadful, she descends Down to the fiery coast, Among abominable fiends, Herself a frightful ghost. 4 There endless crouds of sinners lie, And darkness makes their chains; Tortur'd with keen despair, they cry, Yet wait for fiercer pains. 5 Not all their anguish and their blood, For their old guilt attones; Nor the compassion of a God Shall hearken to their groans. 6 Amazing grace, which kept my breath, Nor bid my soul remove 'Till I had learn'd my Saviour's death, And well insur'd his love! Languages: English
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The Death of a Sinner

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #XXX (1790) First Line: My thoughts on awful subjects roll Lyrics: 1 My thoughts on awful subjects roll, Damnation and the dead; What horrors seize the guilty soul Upon a dying bed. 2 Lingering about these mortal shores, She makes a long delay; 'Till, like a flood, with rapid force, Death sweeps the wretch away! 3 Then, swift and dreadful she descends Down to the fiery coast, Among abominable fiends, Herself a frightful ghost. 4 There endless crouds of sinners lie, And darkness makes their chains; Tortur'd with keen despairs they cry, Yet wait for fiercer pains. 5 Not all their anguish and their blood, For their old guilt attones; Nor the compassion of a God Shall hearken to their groans. 6 Amazing grace, which kept my breath, Nor bid my soul remove 'Till I had learn'd my Saviour's death, And well insur'd his love! Languages: English
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The Dying Sinner

Hymnal: Hymns and Spiritual Songs for the use of Christians #118 (1803) First Line: My thoughts on awful subjects roll Lyrics: 1 My thoughts on awful subjects roll, Damnation and the dead; What horrors seize the guilty soul Upon a dying bed! 2 Ling'ring about these mortal shores, She makes a long delay, Till like a flood, with rapid force Death sweeps the wretch away. 3 Then swift and dreadful she descends Down to the fiery coast, Amongst abominable fiends, Herself a frightful ghost. 4 There endless crowds of sinners lie, And darkness makes their chains; Tortured with keen despair they cry, Yet wait for fiercer pains. 5 Not all their anguish and their blood For their old guilt atones; Nor the compassion of a God Shall hearken to their groans. 6 Amazing grace, that kept my breath, Nor bid my soul remove, Till I had learn'd my Saviour's death, And well insur'd his love. Languages: English
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The sinner's end

Author: Watts Hymnal: The Hymn Book of the African Methodist Episcopal Church #714 (1877) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: My thoughts on awful subjects roll Topics: Death and Judgment Languages: English
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Hymn 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #II.2 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: My thoughts on aweful subjects roll Lyrics: My thoughts on aweful subjects roll, Damnation and the dead; What horrors seize the guilty soul Upon a dying bed! Ling'ring about these mortal shores, She makes a long delay, Till, like a flood, with rapid force Death sweeps the wretch away. Then swift and dreadful she descends Down to the fiery coast, Amongst abominable fiends, Herself a frightful ghost. There endless crowds of sinners lie, And darkness makes their chains; Tortured with keen despair they cry, Yet wait for fiercer pains. Not all their anguish and their blood For their old guilt atones, Nor the compassion of a God Shall hearken to their groans. Amazing grace! that kept my breath, Nor bid my soul remove, Till I had learned my Savior's death, And well insured his love! Languages: English
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