A Pocket Hymn-book ‎#9

9. When rising from the bed of death

1 When rising from the bed of death,
O’erwhelm'd with guilt and fear,
I see my Maker face to face,
O how shall I appear!

2 If yet while pardon may be found,
And mercy may be sought;
My heart with inward horror shrinks,
And trembles at the thought!

3 When thou, O Lord, shalt stand disclos'd
In majesty severe,
And sit in judgment on my soul,
O how shall I appear!

4 O may my broken contrite heart
Timely my sins lament,
And early with repentant tears
Eternal woe prevent.

5 Behold the sorrows of my heart,
Ere yet it be too late;
And hear my Saviour’s dying groan,
To give those sorrows weight.

6 For never shall my soul despair
Her Pardon to secure,
Who knows the only Son hath dy'd
To make that pardon sure.

Text Information

• First Line: When rising from the bed of death
• Meter: C.M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1793
• Topic: Awakening and Inviting

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