Hymn CCXCIII. Common Metre. Repentance and Hope

With restless agitations tost, And low immers'd in woes, When shall my wild distemper'd thoughts Regain their lost repose?

O thou, the wretched's sure retreat, These torturing cares control; And with the cheerful smile of peace Revive my fainting soul.

Did ever thy paternal ear The humble plea disdain? Or when did plaintive misery sigh, Or supplicate in vain?

Oppress'd with grief and shame, dissolv'd In penitential tears, Thy goodness calms our restless doubts And dissipates our fears.

New life from thy refreshing grace Our sinking hearts receive; For 'tis thy darling attribute To pity and forgive.

From that blest source, propitious hope Appears serenely bright; And sheds its soft diffusive beam, O'er sorrow's dismal night.

My griefs confess its vital power, And bless the friendly ray; Which ushers in the glad serene Of everlasting day.