32 (1) | Psalm 32 Version 1 | CM | |
HOW blest are we if God the Lord No more imputes our sin, But washed in the Redeemer’s blood, Our garments are made clean. |
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2 | Happy beyond description, we Whose debts are thus discharged; Set from our guilt and bondage free, We feel our souls enlarged. |
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3 | While inward guilt remained suppressed No comfort could we find, Unease lay burning in the breast And troubles plagued the mind. |
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4 | Then we confessed our hidden thoughts, Those secret sins revealed; Thy pardoning grace forgave our faults, And grace our pardon sealed. |
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5 | How shall we dare delay to pray, When like a raging flood, Temptations rise to take away Our hold from our dear Lord? |
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6 | Our hiding-place and peace Thou art, Our strength in Satan’s hour, The guardian of the faltering heart, And source of keeping power. |
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Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 |