86a. Encouragement

1 My soul is beset
With grief and dismay,
I owe a vast debt
And nothing can pay:
I must go to prison,
Unless that dear Lord,
Who dy'd and is risen,
His pity afford.

2 The death that he dy'd,
The blood that he spilt,
To sinners apply'd,
Discharge from all guilt:
This great intercessor
Can give if he please,
The vilest transgressor
Immediate release.

Text Information
First Line: My soul is beset
Title: Encouragement
Language: English
Publication Date: 1803
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