Hymns and Tunes 1876 122
Hymn 122
1FATHER, I dare believe
Thou needful and true,
Thou canst thy grace receive ;
My fallen soul renew.
2Come, and my heart inspire
And bid my heart be clean ;
An end of all my sin,
An end of all my sin.
3While at the mercy-seat,
Jesus, thy grace bestow ;
Now by all-cleansing blood,
And I am white as snow.
4I cannot wash my heart,
But by believing thee,
And waiting for thy blood I impart
The spotless purity.
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The verse
- Meter
- 6.5.6.6
- Foot
- iambic (da-DUM) · 60% of beats fit
- Rhyme
- ABAB
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Verse 1
FATHER, I dare believe/˘˘/˘/6A
Thou needful and true,//˘˘/5B
Thou canst thy grace receive ;////˘/6A
My fallen soul renew.˘/˘/˘/6B
Verse 2
Come, and my heart inspire/˘˘///6A
And bid my heart be clean ;˘/˘/˘/6B
An end of all my sin,˘/˘/˘/6C
An end of all my sin.˘/˘/˘/6C
Verse 3
While at the mercy-seat,/˘˘???6A
Jesus, thy grace bestow ;/˘//˘/6B
Now by all-cleansing blood,/˘???/6C
And I am white as snow.˘˘˘/˘/6B
Verse 4
I cannot wash my heart,˘/˘/˘/6A
But by believing thee,˘˘˘/˘/6B
And waiting for thy blood I impart˘/˘˘//˘//9A
The spotless purity.˘/˘/˘˘6C
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.