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Pardoning Grace

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #234a (1786) Topics: Conscience its guilt relieved; Guilt of Conscience relieved; Conscience its guilt relieved; Guilt of Conscience relieved First Line: From deep distress and troubled thoughts Lyrics: 1 From deep distress and troubled thoughts, To thee, my God, I rais'd my cries: If thou severely mark our faults, No flesh can stand before thine eyes. 2 But thou hast built thy throne of grace Free to dispense thy pardons there, That sinners may approach thy face, And hope, and love, as well as fear. 3 As the benighted pilgrims wait, And long and wish for breaking day, So waits my soul before thy gate; When will my God his face display! 4 My trust is fix'd upon thy word, Nor shall I trust thy word in vain: Let mourning souls address the Lord, And find relief from all their pain. 5 Great is his love, and large his grace, Through the redemption of his Son: He turns our feet from sinful ways, And pardons what our hands have done. Scripture: Psalm 130 Languages: English

Pardoning Grace

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #234a (1790) Topics: Conscience its guilt relieved; Guilt of Conscience relieved; Conscience its guilt relieved; Guilt of Conscience relieved First Line: From deep distress and troubled thoughts Lyrics: 1 From deep distress and troubled thoughts, To thee, my God, I rais'd my cries: If thou severely mark our faults, No flesh can stand before thine eyes. 2 But thou hast built thy throne of grace Free to dispense thy pardons there, That sinners may approach thy face, And hope, and love, as well as fear. 3 As the benighted pilgrims wait, And long and wish for breaking day, So waits my soul before thy gate; When will my God his face display! 4 My trust is fix'd upon thy word, Nor shall I trust thy word in vain: Let mourning souls address the Lord, And find relief from all their pain. 5 Great is his love, and large his grace, Through the redemption of his Son: He turns our feet from sinful ways, And pardons what our hands have done. Scripture: Psalm 130 Languages: English

Pardoning Grace

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #248 (1786) Topics: Conscience its guilt relieved; Guilt of Conscience relieved; Conscience its guilt relieved; Guilt of Conscience relieved First Line: Out of the deeps of long distress Lyrics: 1 Out of the deeps of long distress, The borders of despair, I sent my cries to seek thy grace, My groans to move thine ear. 2 Great God, should thy severer eye, And thine impartial hand, Mark and revenge iniquity, No mortal flesh could stand. 3 But there are pardons with my God, For crimes of high degree! Thy Son has bought them with his blood, To draw us near to thee. 4 [I wait for thy salvation, Lord, With strong desires I wait; My soul, invited by thy word Stands watching at thy gate.] 5 [Just as the guards that keep the night Long for the morning skies, Watch the first beams of breaking light, And meet them with their eyes; 6 So waits my soul to see thy grace And more intent than they, Meets the first openings of thy face, And finds a brighter day.] 7 Then in the Lord let Israel trust, Let Israel seek his face; The Lord is good as well as just, And plenteous is his grace. 8 There’s full redemption at his throne, For sinners long enslav'd; The great Redeemer is his son: And Israel shall be sav'd. Scripture: Psalm 130 Languages: English

Pardoning Grace

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #248 (1787) Topics: Conscience its guilt relieved; Guilt of Conscience relieved; Conscience its guilt relieved; Guilt of Conscience relieved First Line: Out of the deeps of long distress Lyrics: 1 Out of the deeps of long distress, The borders of despair, I sent my cries to seek thy grace, My groans to move thine ear. 2 Great God, should thy severer eye, And thine impartial hand, Mark and revenge iniquity, No mortal flesh could stand. 3 But there are pardons with my God, For crimes of high degree! Thy Son has bought them with his blood, To draw us near to thee. 4 [I wait for thy salvation, Lord, With strong desires I wait; My soul, invited by thy word Stands watching at thy gate.] 5 [Just as the guards that keep the night Long for the morning skies, Watch the first beams of breaking light, And meet them with their eyes; 6 So waits my soul to see thy grace And more intent than they, Meets the first openings of thy face, And finds a brighter day.] 7 Then in the Lord let Israel trust, Let Israel seek his face; The Lord is good as well as just, And plenteous is his grace. 8 There’s full redemption at his throne, For sinners long enslav'd; The great Redeemer is his son: And Israel shall be sav'd. Scripture: Psalm 130 Languages: English

Pardoning Grace

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #249a (1786) Topics: Conscience its guilt relieved; Guilt of Conscience relieved; Conscience its guilt relieved; Guilt of Conscience relieved First Line: From deep distress and troubled thoughts Lyrics: 1 From deep distress and troubled thoughts, To thee, my God, I rais'd my cries: If thou severely mark our faults, No flesh can stand before thine eyes. 2 But thou hast built thy throne of grace Free to dispense thy pardons there, That sinners may approach thy face, And hope, and love, as well as fear. 3 As the benighted pilgrims wait, And long and wish for breaking day, So waits my soul before thy gate; When will my God his face display! 4 My trust is fix'd upon thy word, Nor shall I trust thy word in vain: Let mourning souls address the Lord, And find relief from all their pain. 5 Great is his love, and large his grace, Through the redemption of his Son: He turns our feet from sinful ways, And pardons what our hands have done. Scripture: Psalm 130 Languages: English

Pardoning Grace

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #249a (1787) Topics: Conscience its guilt relieved; Guilt of Conscience relieved; Conscience its guilt relieved; Guilt of Conscience relieved First Line: From deep distress and troubled thoughts Lyrics: 1 From deep distress and troubled thoughts, To thee, my God, I rais'd my cries: If thou severely mark our faults, No flesh can stand before thine eyes. 2 But thou hast built thy throne of grace Free to dispense thy pardons there, That sinners may approach thy face, And hope, and love, as well as fear. 3 As the benighted pilgrims wait, And long and wish for breaking day, So waits my soul before thy gate; When will my God his face display! 4 My trust is fix'd upon thy word, Nor shall I trust thy word in vain: Let mourning souls address the Lord, And find relief from all their pain. 5 Great is his love, and large his grace, Through the redemption of his Son: He turns our feet from sinful ways, And pardons what our hands have done. Scripture: Psalm 130 Languages: English

Pardoned Sin

Author: Heginbotham Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns and Spiritual Songs #895 (1875) Topics: Conscience First Line: Sweet peace of conscience, heavenly guest

Psalm 32

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.70 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Conscience its guilt relieved; Guilt of conscience relieved First Line: Happy the man to whom his God Lyrics: Happy the man to whom his God No more imputes his sin, But, washed in the Redeemer's blood, Hath made his garments clean! Happy beyond expression he Whose debts are thus discharged; And from the guilty bondage free, He feels his soul enlarged. His spirit hates deceit and lies, His words are all sincere; He guards his heart, he guards his eyes, To keep his conscience clear. While I my inward guilt suppressed, No quiet could I find; Thy wrath lay burning in my breast, And racked my tortured mind. Then I confessed my troubled thoughts, My secret sins revealed; Thy pard'ning grace forgave my faults, Thy grace my pardon sealed. This shall invite thy saints to pray; When like a raging flood Temptations rise, our strength and stay Is a forgiving God. Scripture: Psalm 32 Languages: English

Psalm 32 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.72 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Conscience its guilt relieved; Guilt of conscience relieved First Line: While I keep silence, and conceal Lyrics: While I keep silence, and conceal My heavy guilt within my heart, What torments doth my conscience feel! What agonies of inward smart! I spread my sins before the Lord, And all my secret faults confess; Thy gospel speaks a pard'ning word, Thine Holy Spirit seals the grace. For this shall every humble soul Make swift addresses to thy seat; When floods of huge temptations roll, There shall they find a bless'd retreat. How safe beneath thy wings I lie, When days grow dark and storms appear; And when I walk, thy watchful eye Shall guide me safe from every snare. Scripture: Psalm 32 Languages: English

Psalm 51 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.118 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Conscience its guilt relieved; Guilt of conscience relieved First Line: Show pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive Lyrics: Show pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive, Let a repenting rebel live: Are not thy mercies large and free? May not a sinner trust in thee? My crimes are great, but not surpass The power and glory of thy grace: Great God, thy nature hath no bound, So let thy pard'ning love be found. O wash my soul from every sin, And make my guilty conscience clean; Here on my heart the burden lies, And past offences pain my eyes. My lips with shame my sins confess Against thy law, against thy grace: Lord, should thy judgment grow severe, I am condemned, but thou art clear. Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, I must pronounce thee just in death; And if my soul were sent to hell, Thy righteous law approves it well. Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, Whose hope, still hov'ring round thy word, Would light on some sweet promise there, Some sure support against despair. Scripture: Psalm 51 Languages: English