Old-Line Primitive Baptist Hymn and Tune Book

802 (L.M.) John Newton

When Peter through the tedious night

Had often cast his net in vain,

Soon as his Lord appeared in sight,

He gladly let it down again.

Once more the gospel net we cast —

Do Thou, O Lord, the effort own;

We learn from disappointments past,

To rest our hope on Thee alone.

May this be a much-favored hour

To souls for whom the Saviour bled;

Oh, clothe Thy word with sov'reign pow'r,

To Jesus may such souls be led!

Have mercy on our num'rous youth,

Who young in years, are old in sin,

And by Thy Spirit and Thy truth,

Show them the state their souls are in.

Then, Christ the Saviour's matchless love

To ev'ry wounded heart revealed,

Temptations, fears, and guilt remove,

And be their sun, and strength, and shield.

To mourners speak a cheering word;

On seeking souls vouchsafe to shine.

Let poor backsliders be restored,

And all Thy saints in praises join.