Hymns and Tunes 1886 433
Awaked from sin's delusive sleep
1Awaked from sin's delusive sleep, My heavy guilt I feel, and cry; Beneath a weight of woes oppressed, I come to Jesus, Lord, for ease.
2Now, from my 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 it a divine, transforming power, My ruined nature to restore; And let my life and temper shine, In blest resemblance, Lord, to thine.
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Verse 1
Awaked from sin's delusive sleep, My heavy guilt I feel, and cry; Beneath a weight of woes oppressed, I come to Jesus, Lord, for ease.˘/˘/???/˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/32A
Verse 2
Now, from my throne of grace above, Look down upon my soul in love; That smile shall sweeten all my pain, And make my soul rejoice again./˘˘/˘/˘///˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/32A
Verse 3
Be it a divine, transforming power, My ruined nature to restore; And let my life and temper shine, In blest resemblance, Lord, to thine.˘˘˘˘/˘/˘/˘˘/˘/˘˘˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/34A
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