Praise for Conversion

Verse 1

Come, ye that fear the Lord, And listen while I tell, How narrowly my feet escap'd The snares of death and hell.

Verse 2

The flatt'ring joy of sense Assail'd my foolish heart, While Satan, with malicious skill, Guided the pois'nous dart.

Verse 3

I fell beneath the stroke, But fell to rise again, My anguish rous'd me into life, And pleasure sprung from pain.

Verse 4

Darkness, and shame, and grief Oppress'd my gloomy mind; I look'd around me for relief, But no relief could find.

Verse 5

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

Verse 6

My drooping head he rais'd, My bleeding wounds he heal'd, Pardon'd my sins, and with a smile The gracious pardon seal'd.

Verse 7

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