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Hence From My Soul, My Sins, Depart

Hence from my soul, my sins, depart

Author: Isaac Watts
Published in 2 hymnals

Printable scores: PDF, Noteworthy Composer
Audio files: MIDI

Representative Text

1 Hence from my soul, my sins, depart,
Your fatal friendship now I see;
Long have you dwelt too near my heart:
Hence, to eternal distance flee.

2 Ye gave my dying Lord His wound,
Yet I caressed your viperous brood,
And in my heart-strings lapped you round,
You, the vile murderers of my God.

3 Black heavy thoughts, like mountains, roll
O’er my poor breast, with boding fears,
And crushing hard my tortured soul,
Wring thro’ my eyes the briny tears.

4 Forgive my treasons, Prince of Grace,
The bloody Jews were traitors too,
Yet Thou hast prayed for that cursed race,
"Father, they know not what they do."

5 Great Advocate, look down and see
A wretch, whose smarting sorrows bleed;
O plead the same excuse for me!
For, Lord, I knew not what I did.

6 Peace, my complaints; let every groan
Be still, and silence wait His love;
Compassions dwell amidst His throne,
And thro’ His inmost bowels move.

7 Lo, from the everlasting skies,
Gently, as morning dews distill,
The dove immortal downward flies,
With peaceful olive in his bill.

8 How sweet the voice of pardon sounds!
Sweet the relief to deep distress!
I feel the balm that heals my wounds,
And all my powers adore the grace.

Source: The Cyber Hymnal #12188

Author: Isaac Watts

Isaac Watts was the son of a schoolmaster, and was born in Southampton, July 17, 1674. He is said to have shown remarkable precocity in childhood, beginning the study of Latin, in his fourth year, and writing respectable verses at the age of seven. At the age of sixteen, he went to London to study in the Academy of the Rev. Thomas Rowe, an Independent minister. In 1698, he became assistant minister of the Independent Church, Berry St., London. In 1702, he became pastor. In 1712, he accepted an invitation to visit Sir Thomas Abney, at his residence of Abney Park, and at Sir Thomas' pressing request, made it his home for the remainder of his life. It was a residence most favourable for his health, and for the prosecution of his literary… Go to person page >

Text Information

First Line: Hence from my soul, my sins, depart
Title: Hence From My Soul, My Sins, Depart
Author: Isaac Watts
Source: Horae Lyricae 1709, Book 1
Language: English
Copyright: Public Domain


The Cyber Hymnal #12188
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The Cyber Hymnal #12188

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