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56. When the wounded spirit hears
Hymn 56
When the wounded spirit hears The voice of JESUS’ blood; How the message stops the tears Which else in vain had flowed: Pardon, , and peace proclaimed, And the sinner called a child; Then the stubborn heart is tamed, Renewed, and .
O! ’twas indeed, to spare, And save a wretch like me! Men or angels could not bear What I have offered thee: Were thy bolts at their command, Hell, now, had been my place; Thou alone couldst silent stand, And wait to show thy .
If in one created mind The tenderness and love Of thy on earth were joined, With all the hosts above; Still that love were weak and poor, If compared, my LORD, with thine; Far too scanty to endure A heart so vile as mine.
Wondrous mercy I have found, But ah! how faint my praise! Must I be a cumber–ground, Unfruitful all my days? Do I in thy garden grow, Yet produce thee only leaves? LORD, forbid it should he so! The thought my spirit grieves.
Heavy charges Satan brings To fill me with distress; Let me hide beneath thy wings, And plead thy : LORD, to thee for help I call, ’Tis thy promise bids me come; Tell him thou hast paid for all, And that shall strike him dumb.