1 Lord, at thy feet I prostrate fall,
Oppress'd with fears to thee I call:
Reveal thy pard'ning love to me,
And set my captive spirit free.
2 Hast thou not said, "Seek ye my face."
The invitation I embrace;
I'll seek thy face; thy Spirit give!
O let me see thy face, and live.
3 I'll wait, perhaps my Lord may come;
If I turn back, hell is my doom;
And begging in his way, I'll lie
Till the dear Savior passes by.
4 I'll seek his face with cries and tears,
With secret sighs and fervent pray'rs;
And if not heard, I'll waiting sit,
And perish at my Savior's feet.
5 But canst thou, Lord, see all my pain,
And bid me seek thy face in vain?
No! Jesus will not, can't deceive,
The soul that seeks his face shall live.
Source: A Collection of Hymns and Prayers, for Public and Private Worship #185
John Cennick was born at Reading, Berkshire, in the year 1717. He became acquainted with Wesley and Whitefield, and preached in the Methodist connection. On the separation of Wesley and Whitefield he joined the latter. In 1745, he attached himself to the Moravians, and made a tour in Germany to fully acquaint himself with the Moravian doctrines. He afterwards ministered in Dublin, and in the north of Ireland. He died in London, in 1755, and was buried in the Moravian Cemetery, Chelsea. He was the author of many hymns, some of which are to be found in every collection.
--Annotations of the Hymnal, Charles Hutchins, M.A. 1872.… Go to person page >| First Line: | Lord, at thy feet I prostrate fall |
| Author: | John Cennick |
| Language: | English |
| Copyright: | Public Domain |
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