A SINNER'S SIGHS.

I O, LOOK not, Lord, on my desert,
But on Thy glory; for Thou art
The mighty God, I a weak worm!
Destroy me not; but, O, reform!

2 Put me not to eternal shame,
Unfaithful steward as I am :

I have consumed Thy goods; yet, O,
Thy mercy, not Thy vengeance, show!
3 Suffer not an Egyptian night

To cover me, though long Thy light
I have despised; yet 'gainst vile clay
Do not Almighty power display.

4 God of compassion, Lord of love,

The vials of Thy wrath remove;

Look where the' atoning blood doth stand,
And quench Thy wrath, and stay Thy hand.
5 Thou art both Judge and Saviour, Lord,
Both life and death attend Thy word;
O, hear; O, spare me; O, forgive
Once more, and yet my soul shall live.

Ver. 1, line 1. LORD, my head burns, my heart is sick, line 3. Thy slowness wounds me to the quick.

2 How canst Thou stay? Think on the pace
The blood did make which Thou didst waste
When I beheld it down Thy face
Trickling; I never saw such haste.
Come, Lord, &c.

6 Yet if Thou stay'st, why must I stay?
What is this weary world to me?
This world of woe ?-Ye clouds, away;
Away, I must get up and see.
Come, Lord, &c.

7 What is this world, this meat and drink,
That chains us by the teeth so fast?
This woman kind which I can wink
Into a blackness of distaste?

Come, Lord, &c.

9 Nothing but drought and thorn and brake, Which way soe'er I look, I see.

Some dream of joy; but when they wake
Hungry and faint, they fly to Thee.
Come, Lord, &c.

10 We talk of harvests; no such things
There are, while in this world we stay :
No fruitful year, but that which brings
The last and loved, though dreadful, day.
Come, Lord, &c.

13 Come, dearest Lord, no longer stay,

My heart and flesh and bones do say.
Come, Lord, and show Thyself to me,
Or take my longing soul to Thee.

AND

Sacred POEMS.

Published by

JOHN WESLEY, M.A.,
Fellow of Lincoln College, Oxford;

AND

CHARLES WESLEY, M. A., Student of Christ-Church, Oxford.

For the Grace of GOD that bringeth Salvation unto ALL MEN hath appeared; ['EQávn γὰρ ἡ χάρις τὸ Θεῖ ἡ σωτήρια πᾶσιν arewos.] Teaching us, that denying Ungodliness and worldly Lusts, we should live soberly, righteously and godly in this present World; looking for that blessed Hope, and the glorious Appearing of the great GOD, and our Saviour JESUS CHRIST; who gave Himself for us, that He might redeem us from ALL INIQUITY, and purify unto Himself a peculiar People, zealous of good Works. Tit. ii. 11, 12, 13, 14.

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