1 What jarring natures dwell within,
Imperfect grace, remaining sin!
Nor this can reign, nor that prevail,
Though each by turns my heart assail.
2 Now I complain, and groan and die,
Now raise my songs of triumph high,
Sing a rebellious passion slain,
Or mourn to feel it live again.
3 One happy hour beholds me rise,
Borne upwards to my native skies,
While faith assists my soaring flight,
To realms of joy, and worlds of light.
4 Great God, assist me through the fight,
Make me triumphant in thy might;
Thou the desponding heart canst raise,
The victory mine, and thine the praise.
The Hartford Selection of Hymns from the most approved authors, 1799