The Hartford Selection of Hymns ‎#CXIV

CXIV. A Sinner submitting to God

1 Weary of struggling with my pain,
Hopeless to burst my sinful chain,
Hardly I give the contest o'er,
I seek to free myself no more.

2 From my own words at last I cease--
God that creates must seal my peace;
Fruitless my toil and vain my care,
Unless thy sov'reign grace I share.

3 Lord, I despair myself to heal,
I see my sin but cannot feel;
I cannot, till my spirit blow,
And bid th' obedient waters flow.

4 'Tis thine, a heart of flesh to give,
Thy gifts I only can receive;
Here then to thee I all resign;
To draw, redeem and seal is thine.

5 With simple truth to thee I call,
My light, my life, my Lord, my all;
I wait the moving of the pool--
I wait the word that speaks me whole.

6 Speak, gracious Lord, my sickness cure,
Make my infected nature pure;
Peace, righteousness and joy impart,
And pour thyself into my heart.

Text Information

• First Line: Weary of struggling with my pain
• Title: A Sinner submitting to God
• Meter: L. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1799

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