1 Father of mercies, God of love!
Oh! hear a humble suppliant's cry:
Bend from thy lofty seat above,
Thy throne of glorious majesty:
O! deign to listen to my voice,
And bid this drooping heart rejoice.
2 I urge no merits of my own,
For I, alas! as all that's vile:
No--when I bow before thy throne,
Dare to converse with God alone,
Thy name, blest Jesus, is my plea,
That dearest, sweetest name to me!
3 Within this heart of mine, I feel
The weight of sin's oppressive load:
Oh! help! or else I sink to hell,
Crush'd by thine arm, avenging God!
Entomb'd within that dread abyss,
And exil'd from the realms of bliss!
Source: A Collection of Hymns and Prayers, for Public and Private Worship #191
|Instances (1 - 1 of 1)||Title||First Line||Tune||Tune Key||Author||Meter||Scripture||Date||Subject||Source|
|The New Harp of Columbia, Restored Edition #28b||Maysville||Father of mercies, God of love||MAYSVILLE||L. M. (6 Lines)||2001|