125. And may I still get there?

1 And may I still get there?
Still reach the heavenly shore?
That land for ever fair,
Where sorrow reigns no more?
Shall I, unworthy I,
To fear and doubting given,
Mount up at last and fly
On angel’s wings to heaven.

2 My soul has been a prey
To guilt and dark despair;
Can God, I used to say,
Hear such a sinner's pray'r?
Or must I groan and weep,
Unheard by him on high,
And sink to torments deep,
For ever there to die!

3 How often have I fear'd
I ne'er should see bright heaven,
But when the Lord appear'd
Should from his face be driven;
Should from the holy part,
Should bid my friends farewell,
And seek, with quivering heart,
My fitting home in hell.

4 Hail, love divine and pure!
Hail, mercy from the skies!
My hopes are now secure,
Unborne by faith I rise;
I part with earth and sin,
And shout the dangers past;
My Saviour takes me in,
And I am his at last.

Text Information
First Line: And may I still get there?
Publication Date: 1845
Tune Information
Name: TRIUMPH OVER DESPONDENCY
Meter: P. M.
Key: F Major or modal



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