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"The Doubting Christian"

Discussion in 'Music Ministry' started by KenH, Mar 1, 2024.

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  1. KenH

    KenH Well-Known Member

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    A hymn written by Joseph Hart. (in common meter)

    "The Doubting Christian"

    1. If unbelief’s that sin accursed,
    Abhorr'd by God above,
    Because, of all opposers worst,
    It fights against His love,

    2. How shall a heart that doubts like mine,
    Dismayed at ev'ry breath,
    Pretend to live the life divine,
    Or fight the fight of faith?

    3. Conscience accuses from within,
    And others from without;
    I feel my soul the sink of sin,
    And this produces doubt.

    4. When thousand sins, of various dyes,
    Corruptions dark and foul,
    Daily within my bosom rise,
    And blacken all my soul,

    5. I groan, and grieve, and cry, and call
    On Jesus for relief;
    But, that delay'd, to doubting fall,
    Of all my sins the chief.

    6. Such dire disorders vex my soul,
    That ill engenders ill;
    And when my heart I feel so foul,
    I make it fouler still.

    7. In this distress, the course I take
    Is still to call and pray,
    And wait the time when Christ shall speak,
    And drive my foes away.

    8. For that blest hour I sigh and pant,
    With wishes warm and strong;
    But dearest Lord, lest these should faint,
    O, do not tarry long!
     
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    Old Baptist Hymn - 'Conflict'

    I am a stranger here below,
    And what I am 'tis hard to know,
    I am so vile, so prone to sin,
    I fear that I'm not born again.

    When I experience call to mind,
    My understanding is so blind,
    All feeling sense seems to be gone,
    Which makes me fear that I am wrong.

    I find myself out of the way;
    My thoughts are often gone astray;
    Like one alone I seem to be;
    Oh! is there any one like me?

    So far from God I seem to lie,
    Which makes me often weep and cry;
    I fear at last that I shall fall,
    For if a saint, the least of all.

    I seldom find a heart to pray,
    So many things step in my way;
    Thus filled with doubts, I ask to know;
    Come, tell me, is it thus with you?

    So, by experience, I do know
    There's nothing good that I can do;
    I can not satisfy the law,
    Nor hope nor comfort from it draw.

    My nature is so prone to sin,
    Which makes my duty so unclean,
    That when I count up all the cost,
    If not free grace, then I am lost.

    Doubting Thomas
     
    #2 kyredneck, Mar 1, 2024
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