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O'erwhelmed with restless griefs and fears

O'erwhelmed with restless griefs and fears

Author: Anne Steele
Published in 6 hymnals

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I. O'erwhelm'd with restless griefs and fears,
Lord, I approach thy mercy-seat,
With aking heart and flowing tears,
To pour my sorrows at thy feet.

II. Can mournful penitence and pray'r
Address thy mercy-seat in vain?
Unnotic'd by thy gracious ear,
Can sorrow and distress complain?

III. Thy promises are large and free,
To humble souls who seek thy face;
O where for refuge can I flee,
My God, but to thy throne of grace?

IV. My God!—for yet my trembling heart
Would fain rely upon thy word;
Fain would I bid my fears depart,
And cast my burthen on the Lord.

V. Thou see'st the tempest of my soul,
These restless waves of fear and sin;
Thy voice can all their rage controul,
And make a sacred calm within.

VI. Amid the gloomy shades of night,
To thee, I lift my longing eyes;
My Saviour God, my life, my light,
When will thy chearing beams arise?

VII. My thoughts recall thy favours past,
In many a dark distressing hour,
Thy kind support my heart confess'd,
And own'd thy wisdom, love and pow'r.

VIII. And still these bright perfections shine,
Eternal their unclouded rays;
Unchanging faithfulness is thine,
And just, and right, are all thy ways.

IX. And can my vile ungrateful heart
Still harbour black distrust and fear?
O bid these heavy clouds depart,
Bright sun of righteousness, appear.

X. Let thy enliv'ning healing voice,
The kind assurance of thy love,
Relieve my heart, revive my joys,
And all my sins and fears remove.

Source: Poems on Subjects Chiefly Devotional, Vol. 1 #146

Author: Anne Steele

Anne Steele was born at Broughton, Hampshire, in 1717. Her father was a timber merchant, and at the same time officiated as the lay pastor of the Baptist Society at Broughton. Her mother died when she was 3. At the age of 19 she became an invalid after injuring her hip. At the age of 21 she was engaged to be married but her fiance drowned the day of the wedding. On the occasion of his death she wrote the hymn "When I survey life's varied scenes." After the death of her fiance she assisted her father with his ministry and remained single. Despite her sufferings she maintained a cheerful attitude. She published a book of poetry Poems on subjects chiefly devotional in 1760 under the pseudonym "Theodosia." The remaining works were published a… Go to person page >

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First Line: O'erwhelmed with restless griefs and fears
Author: Anne Steele
Copyright: Public Domain



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