In Thy Wrath and Hot Displeasure

In thy wrath and hot displeasure, Chasten not thy servant, Lord; Let thy mercy, without measure, Help and peace to me afford. Heavy is my tribulation, Sore my punishment has been; Broken by thine indignation, I am troubled by my sin. With my burden of transgression...

No, Not Despairingly Come I to Thee

No, not despairingly Come I to thee; No, not distrustingly Bend I the knee: Sin hath gone over me, Yet is this still my plea, Jesus hath died. Ah! Mine iniquity Crimson has been, Infinite, infinite, Sin up sin; Sin of not loving thee, Sin of not trusting thee,...