98. Orignal and actual Sin confessed and pardoned

1 Lord, I would spread my sore Distress
And Guilt before thine Eyes;
Against thy Laws, against thy Grace
How high my Crimes arise!

2 Shouldst thou condemn my Soul to Hell,
And crush my Flesh to Dust,
Heav'n would approve thy Vengeance well,
And Earth must own it just.

3 I from the Stock of Adam came,
Unholy and unclean;
All my Original is Shame,
And all my Nature Sin.

4 Born in a World of Guilt, I drew
Contagion with my Breath;
And as my Days advanc'd, I grew
A juster Prey for Death.

5 Cleanse me, O Lord, and chear my Soul
With thy forgiving Love;
O make my broken Spirit whole,
And bid my Pains remove.

6 Let not thy Spirit quite depart,
Nor drive me from thy Face;
Create anew my vicious Heart,
And fill it with thy Grace.

7 Then will I make thy Mercy known
Before the Sons of Men;
Backsliders shall address thy Throne,
And turn to GOD again.

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First Line: Lord, I would spread my sore Distress
Title: Orignal and actual Sin confessed and pardoned
Meter: Com. Metre
Language: English
Publication Date: 1740
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Topic: Backsliding soul: restored; Blood of Christ cleansing from Sin; Christ: Our Hope (9 more...)
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