Hymns and Tunes 1876 107
Hymn 107
1AWAKED from sin's delusive sleep,
My heavy guilt I feel, and weep ;
Beneath a weight of woe oppressed,
I come to thee, my Lord, for rest.
2Now, from the throne of grace above,
Look down upon my soul in love ;
That smile shall sweeten all my pain,
And make my soul rejoice again.
3Be thou Divine, to comfort mine power,
My ruined nature how restore ;
And let my life and temper shine,
In blest resemblance, Lord, to thine.
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The verse
- Meter
- 8.8.8.8
- Foot
- iambic (da-DUM) · 90% of beats fit
- Rhyme
- AABB
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Verse 1
AWAKED from sin's delusive sleep,˘/˘/???/8A
My heavy guilt I feel, and weep ;˘/˘/˘/˘/8A
Beneath a weight of woe oppressed,˘/˘/˘/˘/8B
I come to thee, my Lord, for rest.˘/˘/˘/˘/8B
Verse 2
Now, from the throne of grace above,/˘˘/˘/˘/8A
Look down upon my soul in love ;//˘/˘/˘/8A
That smile shall sweeten all my pain,˘/˘/˘/˘/8B
And make my soul rejoice again.˘/˘/˘/˘/8C
Verse 3
Be thou Divine, to comfort mine power,˘/˘/˘/˘//˘10A
My ruined nature how restore ;˘/˘/˘/˘/8B
And let my life and temper shine,˘/˘/˘/˘/8C
In blest resemblance, Lord, to thine.˘/˘/˘/˘/8C
Counted by machine from the CMU Pronouncing Dictionary. It cannot hear emphasis or a poet’s licence, so treat it as a place to start reading, not the last word.