10 March 2010

Self- Acquaintance (read "Sin-Acquaintance") by William Cowper

Dear Lord! accept a sinful heart,
Which of itself complains,
And mourns, with much and frequent smart,
The evil it contains.

There fiery seeds of anger lurk,
Which often hurt my frame;
And wait but for the tempter's work
To fan them to a flame.

Legality holds out a bribe
To purchase life from Thee;
And discontent would fain prescribe
How Thou shalt deal with me.

While unbelief withstands thy grace,
And puts the mercy by,
Presumption, with a brow of bass,
Says, 'Give me, or I die!'

How eager are my thoughts to roam
In quest of what they love!
But ah! when duty calls them home,
How heavily they move!

Oh, cleanse me in a Saviour's blood,
Transform me by thy power,
And make my Thy belov'd abode,
And let me roam no more.

WILLIAM COWPER (1731-1800)

Additional Resources
Poetry at "...all things new"


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