1 With melting heart and weeping eyes,
My guilty soul for mercy cries;
What shall I do, or whither flee,
T'escape that vengeance due to me?
2 Till now, I saw no danger nigh:
I liv'd at ease, nor fear'd to die;
Wrapt up in self-deceit and pride,
"I shall have peace at last," I cried.
3 But when, great God! thy light divine
Had shone on this dark soul of mine,
Then I beheld, with trembling awe,
The terrors of thy holy law.
4 How dreadful, now, my guilt appears,
In childhood, youth, and growing years!
Before thy pure discerning eye,
Lord, what a filthy wretch as I!
5 Should vengeance still my soul pursue,
Death and destruction are my due;
Yet mercy can my guilt forgive,
And bid a dying sinner live.
6 Does not thy sacred word proclaim
Salvation free in Jesus' name?
To him I look, and humbly cry,
"O save a wretch condemned to die!"
Source: A Collection of Hymns and Prayers, for Public and Private Worship #186
|First Line:||With melting heart and weeping eyes|
|Title:||The Christian Awakened—What Must I Do to be Saved?|