Poems, on sacred and other subjects and songs, humorous and sentimental: By the late William Watt. Third edition of the songs only--with additional songs |
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A Prayer.
Mighty Lord of grace and glory,
Who transcendent reign'st above,
Here I prostrate lie before thee,
To implore thy saving love.
Who transcendent reign'st above,
Here I prostrate lie before thee,
To implore thy saving love.
Like the drunkard in his vomit,
I in vice have wallow'd long,
Nor could reason turn me from it,
Arm'd with demonstration strong.
I in vice have wallow'd long,
Nor could reason turn me from it,
Arm'd with demonstration strong.
All around was dark and dreary,
Till the glorious gospel light
Burst the ebon gloom, to cheer me
While immured in sin's black night.
Till the glorious gospel light
Burst the ebon gloom, to cheer me
While immured in sin's black night.
Then I saw my woeful nature
In more gloomy shades pourtray'd;
Darker seem'd each moral feature,
By the holy law display'd.
In more gloomy shades pourtray'd;
Darker seem'd each moral feature,
By the holy law display'd.
Let the matchless love of Jesus
On thy creature now descend,
Which from Satan's bondage frees us,
If on grace we sole depend.
On thy creature now descend,
Which from Satan's bondage frees us,
If on grace we sole depend.
May my sins be all forgiven
Through His all-atoning blood,
Which hath pathed the way to heaven
In an overflowing flood.
Through His all-atoning blood,
Which hath pathed the way to heaven
In an overflowing flood.
May the Holy Ghost, descending,
Kindle in my soul a flame,
Which, through every deed extending,
Still shall glorify Thy name.
Kindle in my soul a flame,
Which, through every deed extending,
Still shall glorify Thy name.
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Dark's the path I have to wander
Through this life, with snares beset;
Oh do Thou assistance render
To escape sin's fatal net!
Through this life, with snares beset;
Oh do Thou assistance render
To escape sin's fatal net!
Should the eye of fortune, smiling,
Shed its heart-deluding ray,
Save me from its dire beguiling
By thy grace, O Lord, I pray.
Shed its heart-deluding ray,
Save me from its dire beguiling
By thy grace, O Lord, I pray.
Or should poverty and sorrow
Be through life my constant lot,
May “Take no thought for to-morrow”
By me never be forgot.
Be through life my constant lot,
May “Take no thought for to-morrow”
By me never be forgot.
Thus, by Thee through life protected,
I my journey shall pursue,
With my face to heaven directed,
And bright glory's crown in view.
I my journey shall pursue,
With my face to heaven directed,
And bright glory's crown in view.
And, when death shall overtake me,
In that dark and dreary hour,
Oh do Thou not then forsake me,
But on me thy Spirit shower.
In that dark and dreary hour,
Oh do Thou not then forsake me,
But on me thy Spirit shower.
Father, Son, and Holy Spirit,
Who through boundless space dost reign,
This, my prayer, oh do Thou hear it,
And all praise be thine—Amen.
Who through boundless space dost reign,
This, my prayer, oh do Thou hear it,
And all praise be thine—Amen.
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