Sin!O only fatal woe,That makes me sad and mourning go!That all my joys dost spoil,His Kingdom and my Soul defile!I never can agreeWith Thee.
Sin!O only fatal woe,That makes me sad and mourning go!That all my joys dost spoil,His Kingdom and my Soul defile!I never can agreeWith Thee.
Sin!O only fatal woe,That makes me sad and mourning go!That all my joys dost spoil,His Kingdom and my Soul defile!I never can agreeWith Thee.
Sin!
O only fatal woe,
That makes me sad and mourning go!
That all my joys dost spoil,
His Kingdom and my Soul defile!
I never can agree
With Thee.
Thou!Only Thou! O Thou alone,And my obdurate Heart of Stone,The poison and the foesOr my enjoyments and repose,The only bitter ill:Dost kill!
Thou!Only Thou! O Thou alone,And my obdurate Heart of Stone,The poison and the foesOr my enjoyments and repose,The only bitter ill:Dost kill!
Thou!Only Thou! O Thou alone,And my obdurate Heart of Stone,The poison and the foesOr my enjoyments and repose,The only bitter ill:Dost kill!
Thou!
Only Thou! O Thou alone,
And my obdurate Heart of Stone,
The poison and the foes
Or my enjoyments and repose,
The only bitter ill:
Dost kill!
Oh!I cannot meet with thee,Nor once approach thy memory,But all my joys are dead,And all my sacred treasures fled,As if I now did dwellIn Hell.
Oh!I cannot meet with thee,Nor once approach thy memory,But all my joys are dead,And all my sacred treasures fled,As if I now did dwellIn Hell.
Oh!I cannot meet with thee,Nor once approach thy memory,But all my joys are dead,And all my sacred treasures fled,As if I now did dwellIn Hell.
Oh!
I cannot meet with thee,
Nor once approach thy memory,
But all my joys are dead,
And all my sacred treasures fled,
As if I now did dwell
In Hell.
Lord!O hear how short I breathe!See how I tremble here beneathA sin! its ugly faceMore terror than its dwelling-placeContains, (O dreadful sin)Within!
Lord!O hear how short I breathe!See how I tremble here beneathA sin! its ugly faceMore terror than its dwelling-placeContains, (O dreadful sin)Within!
Lord!O hear how short I breathe!See how I tremble here beneathA sin! its ugly faceMore terror than its dwelling-placeContains, (O dreadful sin)Within!
Lord!
O hear how short I breathe!
See how I tremble here beneath
A sin! its ugly face
More terror than its dwelling-place
Contains, (O dreadful sin)
Within!