Remembrance of Conversion

Sweet was the hour, the moment sweet, Attracted by the Saviour's charms; I laid my burden at his feet, And found a refuge in his arms.

My wretched state I call'd to mind, And wonder'd at his grace so free: Supremely good, profusely kind, To such a rebel worm as me!

Although your numerous sins, he said, Like mountains pil'd on mountains rise, Be of good cheer, be not afraid, My mercy is above the skies.

I heard, with joy, the Saviour's voice; Believ'd the soul-transporting sound, And in his name can now rejoice, For I have his salvation found.

My heart and treasure plac'd above, With former sweets I now can part, While the sweet lure of heavenly love Draws the affections of my heart.

Embrac'd by his Almighty arms, Secure from falling, there I rest, No boding fears my soul alarms, Completely sav'd, for ever blest!

Come magnify the Lord with me, Who feel redemption, join your lays: Let all the ransom'd race agree, To give him the eternal praise.