Verse 1
Awaken’d by thy threatnings, Lord,
We long have seen our lost estate,
And still we hang upon thy word,
And still for full redemption wait.
Verse 2
’Tis all our soul’s desire to know
Thy loveliness, and to proclaim,
To perfect holiness below,
And shew forth all thy glorious name.
Verse 3
Thee with my spi’rit have I desir’d,
And mourn’d throughout the live-long night,
To thee my early soul aspir’d;
And still I want thy blissful sight.
Verse 4
Still do I languish for thy grace,
And groan in pain to be renew’d,
And all within me seeks thy face,
And all I am cries out for God.
Verse 5
Thy awful judgments first awoke,
And fill’d with terrors from above,
We sunk beneath thine anger’s stroke,
And trembled, ’till we felt thy love.
Verse 6
Sinners shall hear thy threatning rod,
Break off their sins, and stand in awe,
For when thy judgments are abroad,
The guilty world will learn thy law.
Verse 7
But neither threats nor smiles can move
The wretch self-harden’d, self-destroy’d;
Who slights thy wrath, will spurn thy love,
And make thy tender mercies void.
Verse 8
He in the land of uprightness
Rejects the grace he might receive,
He will not learn the way of peace,
He will not come to thee, and live.
Verse 9
He will not taste thy pard’ning grace,
Thy bleeding love he will not see,
Behold his God in Jesu’s face,
Or own the suffering deity.
Verse 10
Lord, when thine hand is lifted up,
They will not see, nor understand;
But they shall soon be forc’d to stoop,
And feel thy sin-avenging hand.
Verse 11
Who now their hellish malice shew,
And in thy people thee defy,
Malign thy little flock below,
And touch the apple of thine eye;
Verse 12
Confounded for their envious hate
They soon shall prove thine utmost ire,
And tremble, and confess too late
Our God is a consuming fire.
Verse 13
Judgment for those who slight thy grace;
But peace thou wilt for us ordain,
Thou hast inclin’d us to embrace
Thyself, and bid our fruit remain.
Verse 14
O Lord, our God, (when all renew’d
And perfected in love, we say)
We were by other lords subdued,
And basely yielded to their sway.
Verse 15
Long did our lusts and passions reign,
And rul’d us with an iron rod;
But lo! We now their yoke disdain;
And yield us servants to our God.
Verse 16
Redeem’d from all iniquity,
Thine all-victorious grace we own;
Worship and power ascribe to thee,
And live and die to thee alone.
Verse 17
Thro’ thee thy goodness we proclaim,
We glory in thy gracious power,
And boast us of thine only name,
And speak, and think, of sin no more.
Verse 18
Our old usurping sins are dead,
Thou hast the lawless tyrants slain,
Buried, no more to lift their head;
No, never shall they rise again.
Verse 19
No spark of sin is left alive,
No least remains, or smallest seed;
That they might never more revive,
The Son hath made us free indeed.
Verse 20
Thou all their mem’ory hast eras’d,
Their being utterly destroy’d,
Their name eternally defac’d,
And fill’d our sinless souls with God.