1 Sweet was the time when first I felt
The Savior's pardoning blood
Applied to cleanse my soul from guilt,
And bring me home to God.
2 Soon as the morn the light revealed
His praises tuned my tongue;
And when the evening shades prevailed,
His love was all my song.
3 In vain the tempter spread his wiles,
The world no more could charm;
I lived upon my Savior's smiles,
And leaned upon his arm.
4 In prayer my soul drew near the Lord,
And saw his glory shine;
And when I read his holy word,
I called each promise mine.
5 Then to his saints I often spoke,
Of what his love had done;
But now my heart is almost broke,
For all my joys are gone.
6 Now, when the evening shade prevails,
My soul in darkness mourns;
And when the morn the light reveals,
No light to me returns.
7 My prayers are now a chattering noise,
For Jesus hides his face;
I read, the promise meets my eyes,
But will not reach my case.
8 Now Satan threatens to prevail,
And make his soul his prey;
Yet Lord thy mercies cannot fail,
O come without delay.
Divine Hymns, or Spiritual Songs: for the use of religious assemblies and private Christians 1800