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Hymn #286: With Tears Of Anguish I Lament

Hymn #285 Hymn #287

The Christian

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286 (C.M.) Samuel Stennett

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 ev'ry 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 strugglings in my breast?

When wilt Thou bow my stubborn will,

And give my conscience rest?

Break, sov'reign Grace, oh, break the charm,

And set the captive free;

Reveal, Almighty God, Thine arm,

And haste to rescue me.

Hymn #285 Hymn #287