|Music:||arr. Aaron Williams|
Words: Isaac Watts Music: "Mear", arr. Aaron Williams O that I knew the secret place Where I might find my God! I'd spread my wants before His face, And pour my woes abroad. I'd tell Him how my sins arise; What sorrows I sustain; How grace decays, and comfort dies, And leaves my heart in pain. He knows what arguments I'd take To wrestle with my God; I'd plead for His own mercy's sake And for my Savior's blood. Arise, my soul, from deep distress, And banish every fear; He calls Thee to His throne of grace, To spread Thy sorrows there.
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