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XII. | |||
Lord, 'tis against Thy face | |||
My sins like arrows rise, | |||
And yet, and yet (O matchless grace!) | |||
Thy thunder silent lies. | |||
XIII. | |||
O shall I never feel | |||
The meltings of Thy love! | |||
Am I of such hell-hardened steel | |||
That mercy cannot move? | |||
XIV. | |||
Now, for one powerful glance, | |||
Dear Savior, from Thy face ! | |||
This rebel heart no more withstands, | |||
But sinks beneath Thy grace. | |||
XV. | |||
Overcome by dying love I fall; | |||
Here at Thy cross I lie: | |||
And throw my flesh, my soul, my all, | |||
And weep, and love, and die. | |||
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CPDL #33250: 
- Editor: Barry Johnston (submitted 2014-11-01). Score information: Letter, 1 page, 34 kB Copyright: Public Domain
- Edition notes: Oval-note edition.
General Information
Title: Confession
Composer: Oliver Holden
Lyricist: Isaac Watts
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Sacred, Hymn Meter: 66. 86. D (S.M.D.)
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
Published: 1793
Description: First published in Holden's The Union Harmony, 1793, p. 94. Words by Isaac Watts, Horae Lyricae, 1707, Confession and Pardon.
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Original text and translations
English text
XII.
Lord, 'tis against Thy face
My sins like arrows rise,
And yet, and yet (O matchless grace!)
Thy thunder silent lies.
XIII.
O shall I never feel
The meltings of Thy love!
Am I of such hell-hardened steel
That mercy cannot move?
XIV.
Now, for one powerful glance,
Dear Savior, from Thy face !
This rebel heart no more withstands,
But sinks beneath Thy grace.
XV.
Overcome by dying love I fall;
Here at Thy cross I lie:
And throw my flesh, my soul, my all,
And weep, and love, and die.