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![]() | The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley | ![]() |
REPENTANCE.
From the same.
Lord, I confess my sin is great:
Great is my sin! O, gently treat
Thy tender flower, Thy fading bloom,
Whose life's still aiming at a tomb.
Great is my sin! O, gently treat
Thy tender flower, Thy fading bloom,
Whose life's still aiming at a tomb.
Have mercy, Lord! Lo, I confess,
I feel, I mourn my foolishness.
O, spare me, whom Thy hands have made,
A withering leaf, a fleeting shade.
I feel, I mourn my foolishness.
O, spare me, whom Thy hands have made,
A withering leaf, a fleeting shade.
Sweeten at length this bitter bowl
Which Thou hast pour'd into my soul!
O, tarry not! If still Thou stay,
Here sets in death my short-lived day.
Which Thou hast pour'd into my soul!
O, tarry not! If still Thou stay,
Here sets in death my short-lived day.
When Thou for sin rebukest man,
His drooping heart is fill'd with pain;
Blasted his strength, his beauty too
Consumes away as morning dew.
His drooping heart is fill'd with pain;
Blasted his strength, his beauty too
Consumes away as morning dew.
When wilt Thou sin and grief destroy,
That all the broken bones may joy;
And at Thy all-reviving word
Dead sinners rise, and praise the Lord?
That all the broken bones may joy;
And at Thy all-reviving word
Dead sinners rise, and praise the Lord?
![]() | The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley | ![]() |