Olney Hymns, William Cowper, from Cowper's Poems, Sheldon & Company, New York
Sin enslaved my many years, Friends and ministers said much Thus afraid to trust His grace,
And led me bound and blind;
Till at length a thousand fears
Came swarming o'er my mind.
"Where," said I, in deep distress,
"Will these sinful pleasures end?
How shall I secure my peace,
And make the Lord my friend?"
The gospel to enforce;
But my blindness still was such,
I chose a legal course:
Much I fasted, watch'd and strove,
Scarce would shew my face abroad,
Fear'd almost to speak or move,
A stranger still to God.
Long time did I rebel;
Till despairing of my case,
Down at His feet I fell:
Then my stubborn heart He broke,
And subdued me to His sway;
By a simple word He spoke,
Friends and ministers said much Thus afraid to trust His grace,
Thus afraid to trust His grace,