| Collected poems of Samuel Davies : 1723-1761 | ||
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Spiritual Want and Misery confessed, and the Communication of spiritual Blessings implored.
Rev. iii. 17, 18. Long Metre.
I
No, I'll indulge vain Hopes no more;I see I'm wretched, blind, and poor;
By mad Delusions led astray,
Till now Conviction shot its Ray.
II
Blest Jesus! 'tis thine heav'nly LightThat opens this surprizing Sight,
Shows me myself so long unknown,
And by my Ignorance undone.
III
Welcome this Heart-affecting View,Tho' dreadful, just; tho' painful, true!
Ye visionary Hopes, farewel,
Ye dreams of Bliss that end in Hell!
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IV
Lord, since my Danger now I see,O let me view my Remedy!
And let the Day, that shows my Wound,
Show me where Healing may be found!
V
The wretched, helpless, poor, and blindRelief in Thee alone can find.
See one more Sinner from the Dust
Look up, and make thy Name his Trust.
VI
O may that Sun which saw me poor,Tho' proud of my imagin'd Store,
Dart down his setting Beams on me,
Enrich'd, and safe, and blest in Thee!
| Collected poems of Samuel Davies : 1723-1761 | ||