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A Penitent pleading for Pardon

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #96a (1740) Topics: Guilt of Conscience relieved First Line: Shew Pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive Lyrics: 1 Shew pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive, Let a repenting Rebel live; Are not thy Mercies large and free; May not a Sinner trust in Thee? 2 My Crimes are great, but not surpass The Pow'r and Glory of thy Grace; Great GOD, thy Nature hath no Bound, So let thy pard'ning Love be found. 3 O wash my Soul from ev'ry Sin, And make my guilty Conscience clean; Here on my Heart the Burden lies, And past Offences pain mine Eyes. 4 My Lips with Shame my Sins confess Against thy Law, against thy Grace; Lord, should thy Judgment grow severe, I am condemn'd, but thou art clear. 5 Should sudden Vengeance seize my Breath, I must pronounce Thee just in Death; And if my Soul were sent to Hell, Thy righteous Law approves it well. 6 Yet save a trembling Sinner, Lord, Whose Hope still hov'ring round thy Word, Would light on some sweet Promise there, Some sure Support against Despair. Scripture: Psalm 51 Languages: English

With my whole Heart I've sought thy Face

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P119m (1766) Topics: Conscience tender Lyrics: 1 With my whole Heart I've sought thy Face, O let me never stray From thy Commands, O GOD of Grace, Nor tread the Sinners Way. 2 Thy Word I've hid within my Heart, To keep my Conscience clean, And be an everlasting Guard From ev'ry rising Sin. 3 I'm a Companion of the Saints, Who fear and Love the Lord; My Sorrows rise, my Nature faints, When Men transgress thy Word. 4 While Sinners do thy Gospel wrong My Spirit stands in Awe; My Soul abhors a lying Tongue, But loves thy righteous Law. 5 My Heart with sacred Rev'rence hears The Threa'tnings of thy Word; My Flesh with holy Trembling fears The Judgments of the Lord. 6 My GOD, I long, I hope, I wait, For thy Salvation still; While thy whole Law is my Delight, And I obey thy Will. Scripture: Psalm 119:53 Languages: English

How Happy Are They

Author: Henry Wotton, 1568-1639 Hymnal: Singing the Living Tradition #135 (1993) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Right of Conscience First Line: How happy are they, born or taught Lyrics: 1 How happy are they, born or taught, who do not serve another’s will; whose armor is their honest thought, and simple truth their highest skill; 2 Whose passions not their rulers are; whose souls are still, and free from fear, not tied unto the world with care of public fame of private ear; 3 Who have their lives from rumors freed, whose conscience is their strong retreat, whose state no flattery can feed, nor ruin make oppressors great. 4 All such are freed from servile bands of hope to rise, or fear to fall; they rule themselves, but rule not lands, and, having nothing, yet have all. Languages: English Tune Title: WAREHAM

Out of the deeps of long distress

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #157 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Conscience its guilt relieved; Guilt of conscience relieved Lyrics: Out of the deeps of long distress, The borders of despair, I sent my cries to seek thy grace, My groans to move thine ear. Great God, should thy severer eye, And thine impartial hand, Mark and revenge iniquity, No mortal flesh could stand. But there are pardons with my God For crimes of high degree; Thy Son has bought them with his blood, To draw us near to thee. [I wait for thy salvation, Lord, With strong desires I wait; My soul, invited by thy word, Stands watching at thy gate.] [Just as the guards that keep the night Long for the morning skies, Watch the first beams of breaking light, And meet them with their eyes; So waits my soul to see thy grace, And, more intent than they, Meets the first openings of thy face, And finds a brighter day.] [Then in the Lord let Isr'el trust, Let Isr'el seek his face; The Lord is good as well as just, And plenteous is his grace. There's full redemption at his throne For sinners long enslaved; The great Redeemer is his Son, And Isr'el shall be saved.] Scripture: Psalm 130 Languages: English

From deep distress and troubled thoughts

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #158 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Conscience its guilt relieved; Guilt of conscience relieved Lyrics: From deep distress and troubled thoughts To thee, my God, I raised my cries; If thou severely mark our faults, No flesh can stand before thine eyes. But thou hast built thy throne of grace Free to dispense thy pardons there, That sinners may approach thy face, And hope and love, as well as fear. As the benighted pilgrims wait, And long, and wish for breaking day, So waits my soul before thy gate; When will my God his face display? My trust is fixed upon thy word, Nor shall I trust thy word in vain; Let mourning souls address the Lord, And find relief from all their pain. Great is his love, and large his grace, Through the redemption of his Son; He turns our feet from sinful ways, And pardons what our hands have done. Scripture: Psalm 130 Languages: English

Awake, my soul, and with the sun

Author: Bp. T. Ken, 1637-1711 Hymnal: Methodist Hymn and Tune Book #198 (1917) Topics: Conscience Clear Lyrics: 1 Awake, my soul, and with the sun Thy daily stage of duty run; Shake off dull sloth, and early rise, To pay thy morning sacrifice. 2 Redeem thy misspent moments past, And live this day as if thy last; Improve thy talents with due care; For the great day thyself prepare. 3 Let all thy converse be sincere, Thy conscience as the noon-day clear; For God's all-seeing eye surveys Thy secret thoughts, thy words, and ways. 4 Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart, And with the angels take thy part; Who all night long unwearied sing High glory to the eternal King. 5 Lord, I my vows to Thee renew; Scatter my sins as morning dew; Guard my first springs of thought and will, And with Thyself my spirit fill. 6 Direct, control, suggest, this day, All I design, or do, or say; That all my powers, with all their might, In Thy sole glory may unite. Languages: English Tune Title: MORNING HYMN

While some in folly's pleasures roll

Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns and Psalms for Social and Private Worship (6th ed.) #224 (1827) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: A good Conscience the best Support; The Christian life Conscience, peace of Languages: English

Not all the blood of beasts

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Book of Worship with Hymns and Tunes #232 (1899) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Conscience Lyrics: 1 Not all the blood of beasts On Jewish altars slain, Could give the guilty conscience peace, Or wash away the stain. 2 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb, Takes all our sins away, A sacrifice of nobler name And richer blood, than they. 3 My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of Thine, While as a penitent I stand, And there confess my sin. 4 My soul looks back to see The burden Thou didst bear, When hanging on the cursèd tree, I know her guilt was there. 5 Believing, we rejoice To see the curse remove; We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice, And sing His bleeding love. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: CLYMER

"No other name"

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Laudes Domini #252 (1888) Topics: Conscience First Line: Not all the blood of beasts Lyrics: 1 Not all the blood of beasts On Jewish altars slain, Could give the guilty conscience peace, Or wash away the stain. 2 But Christ the heavenly Lamb Takes all our sins away, A sacrifice of nobler name And richer blood than they. 3 My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of thine, While like a penitent I stand, And there confess my sin. 4 My soul looks back to see The burdens thou didst bear, When hanging on the cursed tree, And hopes her guilt was there. 5 Believing, we rejoice To see the curse remove; We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice, And sing his dying love. Scripture: Leviticus 16:21 Languages: English Tune Title: GORTON

"Jesus died"

Author: John Newton Hymnal: Laudes Domini #263 (1890) Topics: Conscience; Conscience First Line: Lord, I am come! thy promise is my plea Lyrics: 1 Lord, I am come! thy promise is my plea, Without thy word I durst not venture nigh! But thou hast called the burdened soul to thee, A weary, burdened soul, O Lord, am I! 2 Bowed down beneath a heavy load of sin, By Satan's fierce temptations sorely prest, Beset without, and full of fears within, Trembling and faint I come to thee for rest. 3 Be thou my refuge, Lord, my hiding-place; I know no force can tear me from thy side; Unmoved, I then may all accusers face, And answer every charge, with "Jesus died." Languages: English