Hymns 3 - Come Ye That Love the Lord текст песни

1. Come, Ye That Love the Lord
And listen while I tell
How narrowly my feet escaped
The snares of death and hell.

2. The flatt'ring joys of sense
Assailed my foolish heart,
While Satan with malicious skill
Guided the pois'nous dart.

3. I fell beneath the stroke,
But fell to rise again;
My anguish sprung from op'ning life,
And pleasures sprung from pain.

4. Darkness, and shame, and grief
Oppressed my gloomy mind;
I looked around me for relief
But no relief could find.

5. At length to God I cried,
He heard my plaintive sigh;
He heard, and instantly he sent
Salvation from on high.

6. My drooping head he raised
My bleeding wounds he healed,
Pardoned my sins, and with a smile
The gracious pardon sealed.

7. O may I ne'er forget
The mercy of my God,
Nor ever lack a tongue to spread
His loudest praise abroad.