Job 7:16: No; I would not always live

No; I would not always live,
Always sin, repent, and grieve,
Always in my dungeon groan,
Always serve a God unknown:
Or if Thou appear'st to me.
Darkly through a glass I see,
Know in part, and deeper mourn,
Till I to Thy arms return.

Pardon'd, still for sin I grieve.
Never can myself forgive;
Weeping, though my heart were pure
Would I to the end endure.
Still lament, and daily die,
Till my Saviour from the sky
Wipe the gracious tears away,
Bear me to eternal day.