1 Sweet was the time when first I felt
The Saviour's pard'ning blood
Apply'd to cleanse my soul from guilt,
And bring me home to God.
2 Soon as the morn the light reveal'd
His praises tun'd my tongue;
And when the ev'ning shades prevail'd,
His love was all my song.
3 In pray'r my soul drew near the Lord,
And saw his glory shine;
And when I read his holy word,
I call'd each promise mine.
4 But now when ev'ning shade prevails,
My soul in darkness mourns;
And when the morn the light reveals,
No light to me returns.
5 My pray'rs are now a chatt'ring noise,
For Jesus hides his face;
I read, the promise meets my eyes,
But will not reach my case.
6 Rise, Lord, now help me to prevail,
And make my soul thy care;
I know thy mercy cannot fail,
Let me that mercy share.
|First Line:||Sweet was the time when first I felt|
|Title:||O that I were as in months past|
|Topic:||Light: Desired; Christian: Desiring a return of light|