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Prayer of a Penitent

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns from the Most Approved Authors #CLXI (1799) Topics: Penitent Pleading for mercy; Prayer Of a penitent; Penitent Pleading for mercy; Prayer Of a penitent First Line: O that the Lord would hear my cry Lyrics: 1 O that the Lord would hear my cry, And stay his anger lest I die! Thy wrath is just--yet, Oh, forgive! And let a mourning sinner live. 2 Shouldst thou my body crush to dust, I still must say that God is just; But yet I hope thy grace to share, That mercy will the sinner spare. 3 In all my frame, without, within, I feel the sad effects of sin; How long, my God, must I complain, And deprecate thy wrath in vain? 4 Oh should I die depriv'd of thee? What being else can succour me? Thy frowns would rend my soul in death, And sink it to the depth beneath. 5 Ye darling sins that plague me so, the greatest enemies I know, Depart--for GOD hath heard my pray'r, And will not let me long despair. 6 No; I shall yet his goodness bless; And when this transient life shall pass, Then full of glory, I shall prove He can be just, and sinners love. Scripture: Psalm 6 Languages: English

Prayer of a Penitent

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns #CLXI (1802) Topics: Penitent Pleading for mercy; Prayer Of a penitent; Penitent Pleading for mercy; Prayer Of a penitent First Line: O that the Lord would hear my cry Lyrics: 1 O that the Lord would hear my cry, And stay his anger lest I die! Thy wrath is just--yet, Oh, forgive! And let a mourning sinner live. 2 Shouldst thou my body crush to dust, I still must say that God is just; But yet I hope thy grace to share, That mercy will the sinner spare. 3 In all my frame, without, within, I feel the sad effects of sin; How long, my God, must I complain, And deprecate thy wrath in vain? 4 Oh should I die depriv'd of thee? What being else can succour me? Thy frowns would rend my soul in death, And sink it to the depth beneath. 5 Ye darling sins that plague me so, the greatest enemies I know, Depart--for GOD hath heard my pray'r, And will not let me long despair. 6 No; I shall yet his goodness bless; And when this transient life shall pass, Then full of glory, I shall prove He can be just, and sinners love. Scripture: Psalm 6 Languages: English

A penitent pleading for mercy

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns from the Most Approved Authors #CXXXIII (1799) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Penitent Pleading for mercy; Penitent Pleading for mercy First Line: Lord, at thy feet we sinners lie Lyrics: 1 Lord, at thy feet we sinners lie, And knock at mercy's door; With heavy heart and downcast eye, Thy favor we implore. 2 [On us, the vast extent display Of thy forgiving love; Take all our heinous guilt away, This heavy load remove. 3 We sink, with all this weight oppress'd, Sing down to death and hell; Oh, give our troubled spirits rest, Our num'rous fears dispel.] 4 'Tis mercy, mercy we implore, We would thy bowels move; Thy grace is an exhaustless store, And thou thyself art love. 5 Oh, for thy own, for Jesu's sake, Our many sins forgive; Thy grace our rocky hearts can break, And breaking soon relieve. 6 Thus melt us down, thus make us bend, And thy dominion own; Nor let a rival more pretend To repossess thy throne. Languages: English

A penitent pleading for mercy

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns #CXXXIII (1802) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Penitent Pleading for mercy; Penitent Pleading for mercy First Line: Lord, at thy feet we sinners lie Lyrics: 1 Lord, at thy feet we sinners lie, And knock at mercy's door; With heavy heart and downcast eye, Thy favor we implore. 2 [On us, the vast extent display Of thy forgiving love; Take all our heinous guilt away, This heavy load remove. 3 We sink, with all this weight oppress'd, Sing down to death and hell; Oh, give our troubled spirits rest, Our num'rous fears dispel.] 4 'Tis mercy, mercy we implore, We would thy bowels move; Thy grace is an exhaustless store, And thou thyself art love. 5 Oh, for thy own, for Jesu's sake, Our many sins forgive; Thy grace our rocky hearts can break, And breaking soon relieve. 6 Thus melt us down, thus make us bend, And thy dominion own; Nor let a rival more pretend To repossess thy throne. Languages: English

The penitent

Author: Dr. S. Stennett Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #CCLXXI (1792) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Penitent First Line: Prostrate dear Jesus at thy feet Lyrics: 1 Prostrate, dear Jesus, at thy feet A guilty rebel lies; And upwards to the mercy seat Presumes to lift his eyes. 2 O let not justice frown me hence: Stay, stay the vengeful storm: Forbid it that omnipotence Should crush a feeble worm. 3 If tears of sorrow would suffice To pay the debt I owe, Tears should from both my weeping eyes In ceaseless torrents flow. 4 But no such sacrifice I plead To expiate my guilt; No tears, but those which thou hast shed, No blood, but thou hast spilt. 5 Think of thy sorrows, dearest Lord, And all my sins forgive: Justice will well approve the word, That bids the sinner live. Languages: English

The returning penitent

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns from the Most Approved Authors #CCV (1799) Topics: Penitent Returning First Line: When with my mind devoutly press'd Lyrics: 1 When with my mind devoutly press'd, Dear Saviour, my revolving breast Would past offences trace; Trembling I make the black review, Yet pleas'd behold, admiring too, The pow'r of changing grace. 2 This tongue with blasphemies defil'd, These feet to erring paths beguil'd, In heav'nly league agree. Who would believe such lips could praise, Or think from dark and winding ways, I e'er should turn to thee? 3 These eyes that once abus'd the light, Now lift to thee their wat'ry sight, And weep a silent flood; These hands are rais'd in ceaseless pray'r, Oh wash away the stains they wear, In pure redeeming blood. 4 These ears that once could entertain The midnight oath, the lustful strain, Around the festive board; Now deaf to all th' enchanting noise, Avoid the throng, detest the joys, And long to hear thy word. 5 Thus art thou serv'd in ev'ry part, Go on, bless'd Lord to cleanse my heart, That drossy thing refine; That grace may nature's pow'rs control, And a new creature, body, soul, Be all and wholly thine! Languages: English

The returning penitent

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns #CCV (1802) Topics: Penitent Returning First Line: When with my mind devoutly press'd Lyrics: 1 When with my mind devoutly press'd, Dear Saviour, my revolving breast Would past offences trace; Trembling I make the black review, Yet pleas'd behold, admiring too, The pow'r of changing grace. 2 This tongue with blasphemies defil'd, These feet to erring paths beguil'd, In heav'nly league agree. Who would believe such lips could praise, Or think from dark and winding ways, I e'er should turn to thee? 3 These eyes that once abus'd the light, Now lift to thee their wat'ry sight, And weep a silent flood; These hands are rais'd in ceaseless pray'r, Oh wash away the stains they wear, In pure redeeming blood. 4 These ears that once could entertain The midnight oath, the lustful strain, Around the festive board; Now deaf to all th' enchanting noise, Avoid the throng, detest the joys, And long to hear thy word. 5 Thus art thou serv'd in ev'ry part, Go on, bless'd Lord to cleanse my heart, That drossy thing refine; That grace may nature's pow'rs control, And a new creature, body, soul, Be all and wholly thine! Languages: English

Penitence

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #304 (1867) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Man a Sinner Penitent First Line: Show pity, Lord! O Lord, forgive! Lyrics: 1 Show pity, Lord! O Lord, forgive! Let a repenting sinner live, Are not Thy mercies large and free? May not the contrite trust in Thee? 2 With shame my numerous sins I trace Against Thy law, against Thy grace; And, though my prayer Thou shouldst not hear My doom is just, and Thou art clear. 3 Yet save a penitent, O Lord! Whose hope, still hovering round Thy word, Seeks for some precious promise there, Some sure support against despair. 4 My sins are great, but don't surpass The riches of eternal grace. Great God! Thy nature hath no bound: So let Thy pardoning love be found. 5 Oh wash my soul from every stain, Nor let the guilt I mourn remain. Give me to hear Thy pardoning voice, And bid my bleeding heart rejoice. 6 Then shall Thy love inspire my tongue, Salvation shall be all my song; And every power shall join to bless The Lord, my strength and righteousness. Languages: English

The humble sinner trusting in Christ

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns from the Most Approved Authors #CCLXXIV (1799) Topics: Penitent Pleading for mercy; Penitent Returning First Line: Cheer up, my soul, there is a mercy seat Lyrics: 1 Cheer up, my soul, there is a mercy seat, Sprinkled with blood, where Jesus answers pray'r; There humbly cast thyself beneath his feet, For never needy sinner perish'd there. 2 Lord, I am come! thy promise is my plea, Without thy word I durst not venture nigh; But thou hast call'd the burden'd soul to thee, A weary burden'd soul, O Lord, amd I! 3 Bow'd down beneath a heavy load of sin, By Satan's fierce temptations sorely prest, Beset without, and full of fears within, Trembling and faint I come to thee for rest. 4 Be thou my refuge, Lord, my hiding-place, I know no force can tear me from thy side; Unmov'd I then may all accusers face, And answer ev'ry charge, with "Jesus dy'd." 5 Yes! thou didst weep, and bleed, and groan and die! Well hast thou known what fierce temptation means, Such was my love! and now enthron'd on high, The same compassion in thy bosom reigns. 6 Lord, give me faith--he hears! what grace is this! Dry up thy tears, my soul, and cease to grieve; He shows me what he did, and who he is, I must, I will, I can, I do believe. Languages: English

The humble sinner trusting in Christ

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns #CCLXXIV (1802) Topics: Penitent Pleading for mercy; Penitent Returning First Line: Cheer up, my soul, there is a mercy seat Lyrics: 1 Cheer up, my soul, there is a mercy seat, Sprinkled with blood, where Jesus answers pray'r; There humbly cast thyself beneath his feet, For never needy sinner perish'd there. 2 Lord, I am come! thy promise is my plea, Without thy word I durst not venture nigh; But thou hast call'd the burden'd soul to thee, A weary burden'd soul, O Lord, amd I! 3 Bow'd down beneath a heavy load of sin, By Satan's fierce temptations sorely prest, Beset without, and full of fears within, Trembling and faint I come to thee for rest. 4 Be thou my refuge, Lord, my hiding-place, I know no force can tear me from thy side; Unmov'd I then may all accusers face, And answer ev'ry charge, with "Jesus dy'd." 5 Yes! thou didst weep, and bleed, and groan and die! Well hast thou known what fierce temptation means, Such was my love! and now enthron'd on high, The same compassion in thy bosom reigns. 6 Lord, give me faith--he hears! what grace is this! Dry up thy tears, my soul, and cease to grieve; He shows me what he did, and who he is, I must, I will, I can, I do believe. Languages: English