Hark, my soul! it is the LORD;
’Tis thy Savior, hear his word;
JESUS speaks, and speaks to thee;
“Say, poor sinner, lov’st thou me?
I delivered thee when bound,
And, when wounded, healed thy wound;
Sought thee wand’ring, set thee right,
Turned thy darkness into light.”
Can a woman’s tender care
Cease, towards the child she bare?
Yes, she may forgetful be,
Yet will I remember thee.
“Mine is an unchanging love;
Higher than the heights above;
Deeper than the depths beneath,
Free and faithful, strong as death.
Thou shalt see my glory soon,
When the work of grace is done;
Partner of my throne shalt be,
Say, poor sinner, lov’st thou me?”
Lord it is my chief complaint,
That my love is weak and faint;
Yet I love thee and adore,
Oh for grace to love thee more!
- William Cowper.
’Tis thy Savior, hear his word;
JESUS speaks, and speaks to thee;
“Say, poor sinner, lov’st thou me?
I delivered thee when bound,
And, when wounded, healed thy wound;
Sought thee wand’ring, set thee right,
Turned thy darkness into light.”
Can a woman’s tender care
Cease, towards the child she bare?
Yes, she may forgetful be,
Yet will I remember thee.
“Mine is an unchanging love;
Higher than the heights above;
Deeper than the depths beneath,
Free and faithful, strong as death.
Thou shalt see my glory soon,
When the work of grace is done;
Partner of my throne shalt be,
Say, poor sinner, lov’st thou me?”
Lord it is my chief complaint,
That my love is weak and faint;
Yet I love thee and adore,
Oh for grace to love thee more!
- William Cowper.
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