English poem
PETER's Admonition to SIMON MAGUS. Acts viii. 21-24
by Philip Doddridge (1773–1832)
Searcher of Hearts, before thy Face I all my Soul display; And conscious of its innate Arts Intreat thy strict Survey.
If lurking in its inmost Folds I any Sin conceal, O let a Ray of Light divine The secret Guile reveal.
If tinctur'd with that odious Gall Unknowing I remain, Let Grace, like a pure silver Stream, Wash out th' accursed Stain.
If in these fatal Fetters bound A wretched Slave I lie, Smite off my Chains, and wake my Soul To Light and Liberty.
To humble Penitence and Pray'r Be gentle Pity giv'n, Speak ample Pardon to my Heart, And seal its Claim to Heav'n.
More by Philip Doddridge
- Paul's Sollicitude to finish his Course with Joy. Acts xx. 24
- Peace in CHRIST amidst Tribulations. John xvi. 33
- Peace proclaimed, and the Fruit of the Lips created by a gracious GOD. Isaiah lvii. 19
- Persecution to be expected by every true Christian. 2 Tim. iii. 12
- Practical Reflections on the State of our Fathers. Zechariah i. 5
- Praise for Recovery from Sickness. Psalm cxviii. 18, 19
- Praising GOD through the whole of our Existence. Psalm cxlvi. 2
- Preparing to meet GOD. Amos iv. 12, 13