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Ah woe is me constrained to dwell

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

Ah woe is me constrained to dwell

Hymnal: Divine Hymns, or Spiritual Songs #d4 (1797) Languages: English

Ah woe is me constrained to dwell

Hymnal: Divine Hymns, or Spiritual Songs for ... Religious Assemblies and Private Christians ... 9th ed. #d4 (1799) Languages: English
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The Christian's Complaint, and Prayer for the Impenitent

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymn Tunes from the most modern and approved authors #XII (1783) First Line: Ah! woe is me, constrain'd to dwell Lyrics: 1 Ah! woe is me, constrain'd to dwell, Among the sons of night: Poor sinners dropping into hell, Who hate the gospel light: Wild as the untam'd Arab's race, Who from their Saviour fly; And trample on his pard'ning grace, And all his threats defy. 2 Yet here alas! in pain I live, Where Satan keeps his seat, And day bey day for those I grieve, Who will to sin submit. With gushing eyes their deeds I see, Their punishment is nigh, I ask with him who ransom'd me, Why will you sin and die? 3 Jesus, Redeemer of mankind, Display thy saving pow'r; Thy mercy let those outcasts find, To know their gracious hour. Ah! give them Lord a longer space, Nor suddenly consume, But let them take the proffer'd grace, And flee the wrath to come. 4 Open their eyes and ears to see Thy cross, to hear the cries, Sinner thy Saviour weeps for thee, For thee he weeps and dies. All the day long he meekly stands, His rebels to receive; And shows his wounds, and spreads his hands, And bids you turn and live. Languages: English
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The Christian's complaint, and prayer for the Impenitent

Hymnal: Divine Hymns or Spiritual Songs, for the use of religious assemblies and private Christians #CXLIV (1802) First Line: Ah! woe is me, constrain'd to dwell Lyrics: 1 Ah! woe is me, constrain'd to dwell Among the sons of night: Poor sinners dropping into hell, Who hate the gospel light: Wild as the untam'd Arab's race, Who from their Savior fly; And trample on his pard'ning grace, And all his threats defy. 2 Yet here alas! in pain I live, Where Satan keeps his seat, And day bey day for those I grieve, Who will to sin submit; With gushing eyes their deeds I see, Their punishment is nigh, I ask with him who ransom'd me, Why will you sin and die? 3 Jesus, Redeemer of mankind Display thy saving pow'r; Thy mercy let those outcasts find, To know their gracious hour: Ah! give them Lord a longer space; Nor suddenly consume, But let them take the proffer'd grace, And flee the wrath to come. 4 Open their eyes and ears to see Thy cross, to hear the cries, Sinner, thy Savior weeps for thee, For thee he weeps and dies. All the day long he meekly stands, His rebels to receive; And shews his wounds, and spreads his hands, And bids you turn and live. Languages: English
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The Christian's complaint, and prayer for the Impenitent

Hymnal: Divine Hymns, or Spiritual Songs #144 (1800) First Line: Ah! woe is me constrain'd to dwell Lyrics: 1 Ah! woe is me, constrain'd to dwell Among the sons of night: Poor sinners dropping into hell, Who hate the gospel light. 2 Wild as the untam'd Arab's race, Who from their Savior fly, And trample on his pard'ning grace, And all his threats defy. 3 Yet here alas! in pain I live, Where Satan keeps his seat, And day bey day for those I grieve, Who will to sin submit. 4 With gushing eyes their deeds I see, Their punishment is nigh, I ask with him who ransom'd me, Why will you sin and die? 5 Jesus, redeemer of mankind Display thy saving pow'r'; Thy mercy let those outcasts find, To know their gracious hour. 6 Ah! give them Lord a longer space, Nor suddenly consume; But let them take the proffer'd grace, And flee the wrath to come. 7 Open their eyes and ears, to see Thy cross, to hear the cries, Sinner thy Savior weeps for thee, For thee he weeps and dies. 8 All the day long he meekly stands, His rebels to receive; And shews his wounds, and spreads his hands, And bids you turn and live. Languages: English
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Ah, wo is me, constrain'd to dwell

Hymnal: Harmonia Sacra #164 (1816) Languages: English

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