Deep in our hearts let us record
by Isaac Watts·1719·Meter 8.8.8.8 (LM)
Based on Ps 69; 1 Pet 1:11
1
Deep in our hearts let us record
The deeper sorrows of our Lord;
Behold the rising billows roll,
To overwhelm his holy soul.
2
In long complaints he spends his breath,
While hosts of hell, and powers of death,
And all the sons of malice, join
To execute their cursed design.
3
Yet, gracious God, thy power and love
Has made the curse a blessing prove;
Those dreadful suff'rings of thy Son
Atoned for sins which we had done.
4
The pangs of our expiring Lord
The honors of thy law restored;
His sorrows made thy justice known,
And paid for follies not his own.
5
O for his sake our guilt forgive,
And let the mourning sinner live;
The Lord will hear us in his name,
Nor shall our hope be turned to shame.