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Thou God of glorious majesty

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #248 (1828) Meter: Irregular Topics: Penitence of the awakened sinner Prayer for penitence Lyrics: 1 Thou God of glorious majesty, To thee, against myself, to thee, A worm of earth, I cry; An half-awaken'd child of man, An heir of endless bliss or pain, A sinner born to die! 2 Lo! on a narrow neck of land, ’Twixt two unbounded seas I stand, Secure, insensible; A point of time, a moment’s space, Removes me to that heavenly place, Or shuts me up in hell. 3. O God mine inmost soul convert! And deeply on my thoughtful heart Eternal things impress: Give me to feel their solemn weight, And tremble on the brink of fate, And wake to righteousness. 4 Before me place in dread array, The pomp of that tremendous day, When thou with clouds shalt come, To judge the nations at thy bar; And tell me, Lord, shall I be there To meet a joyful doom? 5 Be this my one great business here, With serious industry and fear Eternal bliss t'ensure: Thine utmost counsel to fulfil, And suffer all thy righteous will, And to the end endure. 6 Then, Saviour, then, my soul receive, Transported from this vale to live, And reign with thee above; Where faith is sweetly lost in sight, And hope in full supreme delight, And everlasting love.

Ah, what can I, a sinner, do

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #262 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Penitence of the awakened sinner Penitence Lyrics: 1 Ah, what can I, a sinner, do, With all my guilt opprest? I feel the hardness of my heart, And conscience knows no rest. 2 Great God, thy good and perfect law Does all my life condemn; The secret evils of my soul Fill me with fear and shame. 3 How many precious Sabbaths gone, I never can recal; And Oh, what cause have I to mourn, Who misimprov'd them all! 4 How long, how often have I heard Of Jesus, and of heav'n; Yet scarcely listen'd to his word, Or pray'd to be forgiv'n! 5 Constrain me, Lord, to turn to thee, And grant renewing grace; For thou this flinty heart canst break, And thine shall be the praise.

Prostrate, dear Jesus! at thy feet

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #257 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Penitence of the awakened sinner Penitence Lyrics: 1 Prostrate, dear Jesus! at thy feet, A guilty rebel lies; And upwards to the mercy-seat Presumes to lift his eyes. 2 Oh let not justice frown me hence; Stay, stay the vengeful storm: Forbid it that Omnipotence Should crush a feeble worm. 3 If tears of sorrow would suffice To pay the debt I owe, Tears should from both my weeping eyes In ceaseless torrents flow 4 but no such sacrifice I plead To expiate my guilt; No tears, but those which thou hast shed,-- No blood, but thou hast spilt. 5 Think of thy sorrows, dearest Lord! And all my sins forgive: Justice will well approve the word That bids the sinner live.

O Lord, my God, in mercy turn

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #266 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Penitence of the awakened sinner Penitence Lyrics: 1 O Lord, my God, in mercy turn, In mercy hear a sinner mourn! To thee I call, to thee I cry, O leave me, leave me not to die! 2 O pleasures past, what are ye now But thorns about my bleeding brow? Spectres that hover round my brain, And aggravate and mock my pain. 3 For pleasure I have given my soul; Now justice, let thy thunders roll! Now vengeance smile--and with a blow, Lay the rebellious ingrate low. 4 Yet Jesus, Jesus! there I'll cling, I'll crowd beneath his sheltering wing; I'll clasp the cross, and holding there, E'en me, oh bliss!--his wrath may spare.

O that I could repent!

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #249 (1828) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Penitence of the awakened sinner Prayer for penitence Lyrics: 1 O that I could repent! With all my idols part; And to thy gracious eye present An humble contrite heart! 2 A heart with grief opprest, For having griev'd my God; A troubled heart that cannot rest Till sprinkled with thy blood! 3 Jesus on me bestow, The penitent desire; With true sincerity of wo My aching breast inspire; 4 With softening pity look, And melt my hardness down; Strike with thy love's resistless stroke, And break this heart of stone!

How sad and awful is my state!

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #260 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Penitence of the awakened sinner Penitence Lyrics: 1 How sad and awful is my state! The very thing I do, I hate! When I to God draw near in pray'r, I feel the conflict even there! 2 I mourn, because I cannot mourn, I hate my sin, yet cannot turn; I grieve, because I cannot grieve, I hear the truth, but can't believe. 3 Where shall so great a sinner run? I see I'm ruin'd and undone; Dear Lord, in pity now draw near, And banish ev'ry rising fear. 4 Thy blood dear Lord, which thou hast spilt, Can make this rocky heart to melt; Thy blood can make me clean within-- Thy blood can pardon all my sin. 5 'Tis on the atonement of that blood, I now approach to thee, my God; This is my hope, this is my claim, Jesus has died and wash'd me clean. Scripture: Romans 7:15

Come, my soul, thy suit prepare

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #265 (1828) Meter: Irregular Topics: Penitence of the awakened sinner Penitence Lyrics: 1 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare, Jesus loves to answer pray'r; He himself has bid thee pray, Rise and ask without delay. 2 With my burden I begin, Lord! remove this load of sin! Let thy blood for sinners spilt, Set my conscience free from guilt. 3 Lord! I come to thee for rest, Take possession of my breast; There thy sov'reign right maintain, And without a rival reign. 4 Show me what I have to do, Ev'ry hour my strength renew; Let me live a life of faith, Let me live the people's death.

Smote by the law, I'm justly slain

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #268 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Penitence of the awakened sinner Penitence Lyrics: 1 Smote by thy law, I'm justly slain; Great God, behold my case; Pity a sinner fill'd with pain, Nor drive me from thy face. 2 Dread terrors fright my guilty soul-- Thy justice, all in flames, Gives sentence on this heart so foul, So hard, so full of crimes. 3 'Tis trembling hardness that I feel; I fear, but don't relent,-- Perhaps of endless death the seal: Oh, that I could repent! 4 My pray'rs, my tears, my vows are vile; My duties black with guilt; On such a wretch can mercy smile, Tho' Jesus' blood was spilt? 5 Speechless I sink to endless night, I see an opening hell: But lo! what glory strikes my sight! Such glory who can tell! 6 Enwrapt in these bright beams of peace, I feel a gracious God: Swell, swell the note: Oh, tell his grace; Sound his high praise abroad! Scripture: Romans 7:9

Oh, turn, great Ruler of the skies

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #263 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Penitence of the awakened sinner Penitence Lyrics: 1 Oh, turn, great Ruler of the skies, Turn from my sin thy searching eyes, Nor let th'offences of my hand, Within thy book, recorded stand. 2 Give me a will to thine subdu'd, A conscience pure, a soul renew'd; Nor let me, wrapt in endless gloom, An outcast from thy presence roam. 3 Oh, let thy Spirit to my heart Once more his quick'ning aid impart, My mind from every fear release, And sooth my troubled thoughts to peace. 4 So shall the souls, whom error's sway Has urg'd from thee, blest Lord, to stray, From me thy heavenly precepts learn, And, humbled, to their God return. Scripture: Psalm 51:9

Father! at thy call I come

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #256 (1828) Meter: Irregular Topics: Penitence of the awakened sinner Penitence Lyrics: 1 Father! at thy call I come, In thy bosom there is room For a guilty soul to hide,-- Press'd with grief on every side. 2 Darkness fills my trembling soul; Floods of sorrow o'er me roll; Pity, Father! pity me; All my hope's alone in thee. 3 But may such a wretch as I,-- Self-condemn'd and doom'd to die,-- Ever hope to be forgiven, And be smil'd upon by heaven? 4 Yes, I may! for I espy Pity trickling from thine eye: 'Tis a Father's bowels move,-- Move with pardon and with love. 5 Well I do remember, too, What his love hath deign'd to do; How he sent a Saviour down, All my follies to atone. 6 Has my elder brother died? And is justice satisfied? Why,--oh, why--should I despair Of my Father's tender care?