Old-Line Primitive Baptist Hymn and Tune Book

Hymn #334: Where Must A Weary Sinner Go

Hymn #333 Hymn #335

Reliance and Devotion

Image of tune I'll Lay My Armor Down (may not be posted yet)

334 (C.M.)

Where must a weary sinner go,

But to the sinners' friend?

He only can relieve my woe,

And bid my sorrows end.

Chorus:

Oh, let me mount and soar away,

I'll lay my armor down;

To that bright world of endless day,

I'll lay my armor down.

Thou art, O Lord, my resting-place;

The promised land I see,

And long to live upon Thy grace,

And lose myself in Thee.

A glimpse of Thee, and Thy sweet store,

Thou dost to me impart;

But kindly show me more and more,

'Til Thou dost fill my heart.

The wilderness I cannot bear,

So far from Thee to stand;

Nor yet from Pisgah's top to stare,

Upon the promised land.

I want to eat and drink my fill

Of Canaan's milk and wine;

Let Moses die upon the hill,

And I be wholly Thine.

'Tis self, that legal thing and base,

Which keeps me from my rest;

Me from myself let Christ release,

And soon I shall be blest.

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