250. O turn, great Ruler of the skies

1 O turn, great Ruler of the skies,
Turn from my sins thy searching eyes!
My mind from ev'ry fear release,
And sooth my troubled thoughts to peace.

2 Prompt is thy pow'r, when ills invade,
The weak and contrite soul to aid:
Then let thy clemency divine
Conspicuous in my pardon shine.

3 O let the fulness of thy grace
Each error of my life efface! --
But thy decrees, almighty Sire!
Integrity of heart require.

4 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.

5 The heart that, taught its guilt to know,
Repentant heaves with inward woe,
Shall find its pray'rs, its groans its sighs,
To thee in full acceptance rise.

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First Line: O turn, great Ruler of the skies
Meter: L. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1814
Topic: Repentance and Conversion
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