Amidst Thy Wrath Remember Love |
Isaac Watts, 1674-1748
Amidst thy wrath remember love, Restore thy servant, Lord; Nor let a Father's chast'ning prove Like an avenger's sword.
2. Thine arrows stick within my heart,
3. My sins a heavy load appear,
4. My thoughts are like a troubled sea,
5. Lord, I am weak and broken sore, | 6. All my desire to thee is known, Thine eye counts every tear; And every sigh, and every groan, Is noticed by thine ear.
7. Thou art my God, my only hope;
8. My foot is ever apt to slide,
9. But I'll confess my guilt to thee,
10. My God, forgive my follies past, |