Thou Man of grief, remember me,
Thou never canst Thyself forget.
Thy last expiring agony,
Thy fainting pangs and bloody sweat.
Father, if I may call Thee so,
Regard my fearful heart's desire;
Remove this load of guilty woe,
Nor let me in my sins expire!
I tremble, lest the wrath divine,
Which bruises now my wretched soul,
Should bruise this wretched soul of mine,
Long as eternal ages roll.
1 | Parting Friends |
2 | North Port |
3 | Cowper |
4 | Greenwich |
5 | Eternal Day |
6 | Sweet Prospect |
7 | Soar Away |
8 | Better Land |
9 | Windham |
10 | White |