Author: Cruttenden Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 40 hymnals Topics: The Fall First Line: What jarring natures dwell within Lyrics: 1 What jarring natures dwell within,
Imperfect grace, remaining sin!
Nor this can reign, nor that prevail,
Tho' each by turns my heart assail.
2 Now I complain, and groan and die,
Now raise my songs of triumph high,
Sing a rebellious passion slain,
Or mourn to feel it live again.
3 One happy hour beholds me rise,
Borne upwards to my native skies,
While faith assists my soaring flight,
To realms of joy, and worlds of light.
4 Scarce a few hours of minutes roll,
Ere earth reclaims my captive soul;
I feel its sympathetic force,
And headlong urge my downward course.
5 How short the joys thy visits give;
How long thine absence, Lord, I grieve!
What clouds obscure my rising sun,
Or intercept its rays at noon!
6 [Again the Spirit lifts his sword,
And power divine attends the word;
I feel the aid its comforts yield,
And vanquish'd passions quit the field.]
7 Great God, assist me thro' the fight,
Make me triumphant in thy might;
Thou the desponding heart canst raise,
The victory mine, and thine the praise.
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