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Lord, whither shall I flee

Hymnal: Divine Hymns, or Spiritual Songs #XXIX (1794) Languages: English

Lord, whither shall I flee

Hymnal: Divine Hymns, or Spiritual Songs #d101 (1797) Languages: English

Lord, whither shall I flee

Hymnal: Divine Hymns, or Spiritual Songs for ... Religious Assemblies and Private Christians ... 9th ed. #d102 (1799) Languages: English
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Lord, whither shall I flee

Hymnal: Hymns and Spiritual Songs (New ed.) #106 (1816) Languages: English
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Christ All-Sufficient

Hymnal: Divine Hymns or Spiritual Songs, for the use of religious assemblies and private Christians #XXXII (1802) First Line: Lord, whither shall I flee Lyrics: 1 Lord, whither shall I flee, That I may be secure, The law proclaims destruction near, And thunders round me roar. 2 My guilty conscience speaks, And tells me of my crime; How foolish I have spent my days, And wasted all my time. 3 And Satan he presents, That 'tis too late to pray: The time and means of grace are spent, And I have lost my day. 4 Now horrors seize my mind, With darkness and despair, I must be driv'n from earth to hell, Lo where the damned are. 5 These tho'ts distress my mind, And I am fill'd with fear, While I am held in hard suspence, Presumption or despair. 6 If I continue, here, I surely shall be lost, If I go back to sin again, Damnation will be just. 7 I'll risk my 'ternal all-- I'll prostrate on the ground, Dear Jesus for one sov'reign word, To heal my mortal wound. 8 Unto thy feet I fall, And sov'reign mercy crave, Dear Jesus thou, and thou alone, Art able for to save. 9 And whilst the Lord delays, My heart begins to break, Yet suddenly some joys I feel, I hear a Savior speak: 10 "Cheer up, for I have di'd, "My precius blood is spilt; "Behold my flowing crimson stream, To wash away your guilt." 11 My fears and grief and guilt, Bid instantly depart, Strange and surprisingly I felt, Wrapt in my Savior's heart. 12 Strangely my state was chang'd, And I began to sing, All glory to the God of love, Who doth such sweetness bring. 13 I'll praise thee while I live-- I'll praise thee when I die-- I'll praise thee when I rise again, And to eternity. Languages: English
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CHRIST all-sufficient

Hymnal: Divine Hymns, or Spiritual Songs #32 (1800) First Line: Lord, whither shall I flee Lyrics: 1 Lord, whither shall I flee, That I may be secure, The law proclaims destruction near, And thunders round me roar. 2 My guilty conscience speaks, And tells me of my crime; How foolish I have spent my days, And wasted all my time. 3 And Satan he presents, That 'tis too late to pray: The time and means of grace are spent, And I have lost my day. 4 Now horrors seize my mind, With darkness and despair, I must be driv'n from earth to hell, To where the damned are. 5 These tho'ts distress my mind, And I am fill'd with fear, While I am held in hard suspence, Presumption or despair. 6 If I continue, here, I surely shall be lost; If I go back to sin again, Damnation will be just. 7 I'll risk my 'ternal all, I'll prostrate on the ground, Dear Jesus for one sov'reign word, To heal my mortal wound. 8 Unto thy feet I fall, And sov'reign mercy crave; Dear Jesus thou, and thou alone, Art able for to save. 9 And whilst the Lord delays, My heart begins to break, Yet suddenly some joys I feel; I hear a Savior speak: 10 "Cheer up, for I have di'd, "My precius blood is spilt; "Behold my flowing crimson stream, "To wash away your guilt." 11 My fears and grief and guilt, Bid instantly depart, Strange and surprisingly I felt, Wrapt in my savior's heart. 12 Strangely my state was chang'd, And I began to sing, All glory to the God of love, Who doth such sweetness bring. 13 I'll praise thee while I live, I'll praise thee when I die, I'll praise thee when I rise again, And to eternity. Languages: English

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