Psalm 32

Bless'd is the man, supremely bless'd.
Whose wickedness is all forgiven.
Who finds in Jesu's wounds his rest,
And sees the smiling face of Heaven.
The guilt and power of sin is gone
From him that doth in Christ believe,
Cover'd it lies, and still kept down.
And buried in his Saviour's grave.

Bless'd is the man, to whom his Lord
No more imputes iniquity,
Whose spirit is by grace restored.
From all the guile of Satan free;
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Free from design, or selfish aim,
Holy, and pure, and undefiled,
A simple follower of the Lamb,
And harmless as a new-born child.

But while through pride I held my tongue,
Nor own'd my helpless unbelief,
My bones were wasted all day long,
My strength consumed with pining grief;
Crush'd by Thine anger's heavy hand,
Burn'd up as a dry barren ground,
I ever of my sin complain'd;
But no relief or mercy found.

Resolved at last, " To God," I cried,
"My sins I will at large confess;
My shame I will no longer hide.
My depth of desperate wickedness.
All will I own unto my Lord
Without reserve or cloaking art:"
I said; and felt the pardoning word,
Thy mercy spoke it to my heart.

For this shall every child of God
Thy power and faithful love declare,
And claim the grace on all bestow'd
Who make to Thee their timely prayer.
But when the floods of judgment rise
And sweep the guilty souls away,
Remains for sin no sacrifice;
For ended is their gracious day.

Thou art my hiding-place: in Thee
I rest secure from sin and hell;
Safe in the love that ransom'd me,
And shelter'd in Thy wounds, I dwell.
Still shall Thy grace to me abound;
The countless wonders of Thy grace
I still shall tell to all around,
And sing my great Deliverer's praise.
"I will instruct thy child-like heart,"
(My Teacher saith, for ever nigh,)
"Nor let thee from My paths depart,
But guide thee with My gracious eye:
Only My gracious look obey,
And yield My perfect will to' approve,
Nor cast My easy yoke away,
Or stop thine ears against My love.
"Whoe'er like horse and mule withstand,
And follow their own stiff-neck'd will,
I bruise beneath My weighty hand,
And force them all My plagues to feel.
But he that dares in Me confide
Shall only know My pardoning grace,
My mercy's arms on every side
Shall every faithful soul embrace."
Ye faithful souls, rejoice in Him
Whose arms are still your sure defence;
Your Lord is mighty to redeem:
Believe; and who shall pluck you thence?
Ye men of upright hearts, be glad.
For Jesus is your God and Friend;
He keeps whoe'er on Him are stay'd,
And He shall keep them to the end.
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