Sickness

Lord, hear a restless wretch's groans

Author: J. Hart
Published in 4 hymnals

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1 Lord, hear a restless wretch’s groans;
To thee my soul in secret moans:
My body’s weak, my heart’s unclean;
I pine with sickness and with sin.

2 My strength decays, my spirits droop;
Bowed down with guilt, I can’t look up;
I lose my life, I lose my soul,
Except thy mercy make me whole.

3 Sin’s rankling sores my soul corrode;
O heal them with thy balmy blood!
And, if thou dost my health restore,
Lord, let me ne’er offend thee more.

4 Or, if I never more must rise,
But death’s cold hand must close my eyes,
Pardon my sins, and take me home;
O come, Lord Jesus, quickly come!

Source: A Selection of Hymns for Public Worship. In four parts (10th ed.) (Gadsby's Hymns) #838

Author: J. Hart

Hart, Joseph, was born in London in 1712. His early life is involved in obscurity. His education was fairly good; and from the testimony of his brother-in-law, and successor in the ministry in Jewin Street, the Rev. John Hughes, "his civil calling was" for some time "that of a teacher of the learned languages." His early life, according to his own Experience which he prefaced to his Hymns, was a curious mixture of loose conduct, serious conviction of sin, and endeavours after amendment of life, and not until Whitsuntide, 1757, did he realize a permanent change, which was brought about mainly through his attending divine service at the Moravian Chapel, in Fetter Lane, London, and hearing a sermon on Rev. iii. 10. During the next two years ma… Go to person page >

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First Line: Lord, hear a restless wretch's groans
Title: Sickness
Author: J. Hart
Meter: 8.6.8.6
Language: English
Copyright: Public Domain

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