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6. Ah, what can I do
Hymn 6
Ah, what can I do, Or where be secure! If justice pursue What heart can endure! When GOD speaks in thunder, And makes himself known, The heart breaks asunder Though hard as a stone.
With terror I read My sins heavy score, The numbers exceed The sands on the shore; Guilt makes me unable To stand or to flee, So Cain murdered Abel, And trembled like me.
Each sin, like his blood, With a terrible cry, Calls loudly on God To strike from on high: Nor can my Extorted by fear, Reverse the just sentence, ’Tis just though severe.
The case is too plain, I have my own choice; Again, and again I slighted his voice; His warnings neglected, His patience abused, His gospel rejected, His mercy refused.
And must I then go, Forever to dwell In torments and woe With devils in hell? Oh where is the Savior I scorned in times past? His word in my favor Would save me at last.
Lord JESUS, on thee I venture to call, Oh look upon me The vilest of all! For whom didst thou languish, And bleed on the tree? Oh pity my anguish, And say, “’Twas for thee.”
A case such as mine Will honor thy pow’r; All hell will repine, All heav’n will adore; If in condemnation Strict justice takes place, It shines in salvation More glorious through .