The Stennetts of England - Samuel Stennett D.D. - Hymn Poems

With tears of anguish I lament

With tears of anguish I lament,
Here, at thy feet, my God,
My passion, pride, and discontent.
And vile ingratitude.

Sure there was ne'er a heart so base,
So false as mine has been;
So faithless to its promises,
So prone to every sin!

My reason tells me thy commands
Are holy, just, and true;
Tells me whate'er my God demands
Is his most righteous due.

Reason I hear, her counsels weigh,
And all her words approve;
But still I find it hard t' obey,
And harder yet to love.

How long, dear Saviour, shall I feel
These struggles in my breast?
When wilt thou bow my stubborn will,
And give my conscience rest?

Break, sovereign grace, O break the charm,
And set the captive free;
Reveal, Almighty God, thine arm,
And haste to rescue me.

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