Isaac Watts (Исаак Уоттс)

Psalm 51. Part 1 (Show pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive)

A penitent pleading for pardon.

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.

1. Psalm 136 (Give thanks to God most high)
2. Hymn 52 (Death! 'Tis a melancholy day)
3. Psalm 34. Part 1 (Lord, I will bless thee all my days)
4. Hymn 74 (We are a garden walled around)
5. Psalm 46. Part 1 (God is the refuge of his saints)

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