1 How blest the man to whom his God
No more imputes his sin,
But wash'd in the Redeemer's blood
Hath made his garments clean!
2 And blest beyond expession he,
Whose debts are thus discharg'd;
While from the guilty bondage free
He feels his sould enlarg'd.
3 His spirit hates deceit and lies,
His words are all sincere:
He guards his heart, he guards his eyes,
To keep his conscience clear.
4 While I my inward guilt supprest,
No quiet could I find;
Thy wrath lay burning in my breast,
And rack'd my tortur'd mind.
5 Then I confess'd my troubled thoughts,
My secret sins reveal'd,
Thy pard'ning grace forgave my faults,
Thy grace my pardon seal'd.
6 This shall invite thy saints to pray;
When like a raging flood
Temptations rise, our strength and stay
Is a forgiving God.
Source: Church Hymn Book: consisting of newly composed hymns with the addition of hymns and psalms, from other authors, carefully adapted for the use of public worship, and many other occasions (1st ed.) #P.XXXII
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|The Cyber Hymnal #2134||Happy the Man to Whom His God||Happy the man to whom his God||CAMPMEETING||Isaac Watts||CM||<cite>The Psalms of David</cite>, 1719|