4 In vain the tempter frights my soul,
And breaks my peace in vain,
One glimpse, dear Saviour, of thy face,
Revives my joys again.
Hymn 2:74. Repentance from a sense of divine goodness; or, A complaint of ingratitude.
1 Is this the kind return,
And these the thanks we owe,
Thus to abuse eternal love,
Whence all our blessings flow?
2 TO what a stubborn frame
Has sin reduc'd our mind!
What strange rebellious wretches we,
And God as strangely kind!
3 [On us he bids the sun
Shed his reviving rays,
For us the skies their circles run
To lengthen out our days.
4 The brutes obey their God,
And bow their necks to men,
But we more base, more brutish things
Reject his easy reign.]
5 Turn, turn us, mighty God,
And mould our souls afresh,
Break, sovereign grace, these hearts of stone,
And give us hearts of flesh.
6 Let old ingratitude
Provoke our weeping eyes,
And hourly as new mercies fall
Let hourly thanks arise.
Hymn 2:75.
Spiritual and eternal joys; or,
The beatific sight of Christ.
1 From thee, my God, my joys shall rise,
And run eternal rounds,
Beyond the limits of the skies
And all created bounds.