| Text: | Almighty God, thy piercing eye |
| Author: | Isaac Watts |
Almighty God, thy piercing eye
Strikes through the shades of night,
And our most secret actions lie
All open to thy sight.
There’s not a sin that we commit,
Nor wicked word we say,
But in thy dreadful book ‘tis writ
Against the judgment–day.
And must the crimes that I have done
Be read and publish’d there;
Be all exposed before the sun,
While men and angels hear?
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Lord, at thy feet ashamed I lie;
Upward I dare not look:
Pardon my sins before I die,
And blot them from thy book.
Remember all the dying pains
That my Redeemer felt;
And let his blood wash out my stains,
And answer for my guilt.
O may I now for ever fear
T’ indulge a sinful thought,
Since the great God can see and hear,
And writes down ev’ry fault!
| Text Information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | Almighty God, thy piercing eye |
| Title: | Almighty God, thy piercing eye |
| Author: | Isaac Watts (1715) |
| Meter: | 8,6,8,6 |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1866 |
| Notes: | Public Domain. |