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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.
Thou God of glorious majesty
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.
Ah, what can I, a sinner, do
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.
Prostrate, dear Jesus! at thy feet
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 Lord, my God, in mercy turn
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!
O that I could repent!
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
How sad and awful is my state!
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.
Come, my soul, thy suit prepare
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
Smote by the law, I'm justly slain
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
Oh, turn, great Ruler of the skies
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?
Father! at thy call I come
My former hopes are fled
Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #264 (1828) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Penitence of the awakened sinner Penitence Lyrics: 1 My former hopes are fled,
My terror now begins;
I feel, alas! that I am dead
In trespasses and sins.
2 Ah, whither shall I fly?
I hear the thunder roar;
The law proclaims destruction nigh,
And vengeance at the door.
3 when I review my ways,
I dread impending doom;
But sure a friendly whisper says,
"Flee from the wrath to come."
4 I see, or think I see,
A glimm'ring from afar;
A beam of day that sines for me,
To save me from despair.
5 Forerunner of the sun,
It marks the pilgrim's way;
I'll gaze upon it while I run,
And watch the rising day.
My former hopes are fled
O for that tenderness of heart
Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #250 (1828) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Penitence of the awakened sinner Prayer for penitence Lyrics: 1 O for that tenderness of heart
Which bows before the Lord,
Acknowledges how just thou art,
And trembles at thy word!
2 O for those humble contrite tears
Which from repentance flow,
That consciousness of guilt, which fears
The long suspended blow!
3 Saviour, to me in pity give
The sensible distress,
The pledge thou wilt at last receive,
And bid me die in peace!
4 Wilt from the dreadful day remove
Before the evil come,
My spirit hide with saints above,
My body in the tomb. Scripture: 2 Kings 22:19
O for that tenderness of heart
Lord! shed a beam of heavenly day
Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #251 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Penitence of the awakened sinner Prayer for penitence Lyrics: 1 Lord! shed a beam of heavenly day
To melt this stubborn stone away:
Now thaw, with rays of love divine,
This heart--this frozen heart of mine.
2 The rocks can rend; the earth can quake;
The seas can roar; the mountains shake;
Of feeling all things show some sign,
But this unfeeling heart of mine.
3 To hear the sorrow thou hast felt,
What but an adamant would melt?
Goodness and wrath, in vain combine
To move this stupid heart of mine.
4 But One can yet perform the deed;
The One in all his grace I need;
Thy Spirit can from dross refine,
And melt this stubborn heart of mine.
5 Oh, Breath of Life, breathe on my soul!
On me let streams of mercy roll:
Now thaw with rays of love divine
This heart, this frozen heart of mine.
Lord! shed a beam of heavenly day
O that I could repent!
Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #252 (1828) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Penitence of the awakened sinner Prayer for penitence Lyrics: 1 O that I could repent!
O that I could believe
Thou, by thy voice the marble rent,
The rock in sunder cleave!
Thou, by thy two-edg'd sword,
My soul and spirit part;
Strike with the hammer of thy word,
And break my stubborn heart.
2 Saviour and Prince of peace,
The double grace bestow;
Unloose the bands of wickedness,
And let the captive go:
Grant me my sins to feel,
And then the load remove:--
Wound, and pour in, my wounds to heal,
The balm of pard'ning love.
3 For thine own mercy's sake,
The hindrance now remove,
And into thy protection take
The pris'ner of thy love:
In every trying hour,
Stand by my feeble soul,
And screen me from my nature's power,
Till thou hast made me whole.
4 This is thy will, I know,
That I should holy be;
Should let my sins this moment go,
This moment turn to thee:
O might I now embrace
Thine all-sufficient power!
And never more to sin give place,
And never grieve thee more.
O that I could repent!
O for a glance of heav'nly day
Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #253 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Penitence of the awakened sinner Prayer for penitence Lyrics: 1 O for a glance of heav'nly day,
To take this stubborn heart away;
And thaw with beams of love divine
This heart, this frozen heart of mine!
2 The rocks can rend; the earth can quake;
The seas can roar; the mountains shake;
Of feeling all things show some sign,
But this unfeeling heart of mine.
3 To hear the sorrows thou hast felt,
O Lord, an adamant would melt;
but I can read each moving line,
And nothing moves this heart of mine.
4 Thy judgments too, unmov'd I hear,
(Amazing thought!) which devils fear,
Goodness and wrath in vain combine,
To stir this stupid heart of mine.
5 Eternal Spirit! mighty God!
Apply to me the Saviour's blood
'Tis his rich blood and his alone,
Can move and melt this heart of stone. Scripture: Ezekiel 36:26
O for a glance of heav'nly day
Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin
Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #254 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Penitence of the awakened sinner Penitence Lyrics: 1 Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin;
And born unholy and unclean;
Sprung from the man whose guilty fall
Corrupts the race, and taints us all.
2 Soon as we draw our infant breath,
The seeds of sin grow up for death;
Thy law demands a perfect heart,
But we're defil'd in every part.
3 [Great God, create my heart anew,
And form my spirit pure and true;
O make me wise betimes to spy
My danger and my remedy.]
4 Behold, I fall before thy face;
My only refuge is thy grace:
No outward forms can make me clean;
The leprosy lies deep within.
5 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast,
Nor hyssop branch, nor sprinkling priest,
Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea,
Can wash the dismal stain away.
6 Jesus, my God, thy blood alone
Hath power sufficient to atone;
Thy blood can make me white as snow;
No Jewish types could cleanse me so.
7 While guilt disturbs and breaks my peace,
Nor flesh, nor soul hath rest or ease;
Lord, let me hear thy pardoning voice,
And make my broken bones rejoice.
Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin
The Lord will happiness divine
Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #255 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Penitence of the awakened sinner Penitence Lyrics: 1 The Lord will happiness divine
On contrite hearts bestow;
Then tell me, gracious God! is mine
A contrite heart or no?
2 I hear, but seem to hear in vain,
Insensible as steel;
If ought is felt, 'tis only pain
To find I cannot feel.
3 I sometimes think myself inclin'd
To love thee, if I could;
But often feel another mind,
Averse to all that's good.
4 My best desires are faint and few,
I fain would strive for more;
But when I cry, "My strength renew,"
Seem weaker than before.
5 Thy saints are comforted, I know
And love thy house of pray'r;
I sometimes go where others go,
But find no comfort there.
6 Oh, make this heart rejoice or ache;—
Decide this doubt for me;
And, if it be not broken, break—
And heal it, if it be. Scripture: Isaiah 57:15
The Lord will happiness divine
God of mercy! God of grace!
Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #258 (1828) Meter: Irregular Topics: Penitence of the awakened sinner Penitence Lyrics: 1 God of mercy! God of grace!
Hear our sad repentant songs.
O restore thy suppliant race,
Thou to whom all grace belongs!
2 Deep regret for follies past,
Talents wasted, time mispent;
Hearts debas'd by worldly cares,
Thankless for the blessings lent;
3 Foolish fears and fond desires,
Vain regrets for things as vain;
Lips too seldom taught to praise,
Oft to murmur and complain;
4 These, and ev'ry secret fault,
Fill'd with grief and shame we own.
Humbled at thy feet we lie,
Seeking pardon from thy throne.
5 God of mercy! God of love!
Hear our sad repentant songs.
O restore thy suppliant race,
Thou, to whom all grace belongs!
God of mercy! God of grace!
With tears of anguish I lament
Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #259 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Penitence of the awakened sinner Penitence Lyrics: 1 With tears of anguish I lament,
Here at thy feet, my God,
My passion, pride, and discontent,
And vile ingratitude.
2 Sure there was ne'er a heart so base,
So false as mine has been;
So faithless to its promises,
So prone to every sin!
3 My reason tells me thy commands
Are holy, just, and true;
Tells me whate'er my God demands
Is his most righteous due.
4 Reason I hear, her counsels weigh,
And all her words approve;
But still i find it hard t'obey,
And harder yet to love.
5 How long, dear Saviour, shall I feel
These strugglings in my breast?
When wilt thou bow my stubborn will,
And give my conscience rest?
6 Break, sov'reign grace, O break the charm,
And set the captive free:
Reveal, Almighty God, thine arm,
And haste to rescue me.
With tears of anguish I lament
Alas, alas, how blind I've been
Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #261 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Penitence of the awakened sinner Penitence Lyrics: 1 Alas, alas how blind I've been,
How little of myself I've seen!
Sportive I sail'd the sensual tide,
Thoughtless of God, whom I defy'd.
2 Oft have I heard of heav'n, and hell,
Where bliss and wo eternal dwell;
But mock'd the threats of truth divine,
And scorn'ed the place where angels shine.
3 My heart has long refus'd the blood
Of Jesus, the descending God;
And guilty passion boldly broke
The holy law which heav'n had spoke.
4 Th'alluring world control'd my choice;
When conscience spoke, I hush'd its voice;
Securely laugh'd along the road,
Which hapless millions first had trod.
5 But now, th'Almighty God comes near
And fills my soul with awful fear--
Perhaps I sink to endless pain,
Nor hear the voice of joy again.
Alas, alas, how blind I've been
Oh, if my soul was form'd for wo
Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #267 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Penitence of the awakened sinner Penitence Lyrics: 1 Oh, if my soul were form'd for wo,
How would I vent my sighs!
Repentance should like rivers flow
From both my streaming eyes.
2 'Twas for my sins my dearest Lord
Hung on the cursed tree,
And groan'd away a dying life
For thee, my soul, for thee.
3 O, how I hate those lusts of mine
That crucified my God,
Those sins that pierc'd and nail'd his flesh
Fast to the fatal wood.
4 Yes, my Redeemer, they shall die,
My heart has so decreed,
Nor will I spare the guilty things
That made my Saviour bleed.
5 Whilst with a melting broken heart
My murder'd Lord I view,
I'll raise revenge against my sins,
And slay the murderers too.
Oh, if my soul was form'd for wo
Come, my fond fluttering heart
Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #269 (1828) Meter: Irregular Topics: Penitence of the awakened sinner Penitence Lyrics: 1 Come, my fond fluttering heart,
Come, struggle to be free,
Thou and the world must part,
However hard it be:
My trembling spirit owns it just,
But cleaves yet closer to the dust.
2 Ye tempting sweets, forbear,
Ye dearest idols, fall;
My heart ye must not share,
Jesus shall have it all:
‘Tis bitter pain, ‘tis cruel smart,
But ah! thou must consent, my heart!
3 Ye fair enchanting throng!
Ye golden dreams, farewell!
Earth has prevail'd too long,
And now I break the spell:
Ye cherish'd joys of early years,
Jesus, forgive these parting tears.
4 But must I part with all?
My heart still fondly pleads,
Yes--Dagon's self must fall,
It beats, it throbs, it bleeds.
Is there no balm in Gilead found
To sooth and heal the smarting wound?
5 O yes, there is a balm,
A kind physician there,
My fever'd mind to calm,
To bid me not despair:
Aid me, dear Saviour, set me free,
And I will all resign to thee.
6 O may I feel thy worth,
And let no idol dare,
No vanity of earth,
With thee, my Lord, compare:
Now bid all worldly joys depart,
And reign supremely in my heart!
Come, my fond fluttering heart
