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The prisoner
Christian Classics Ethereal Library (Olney Hymns, 1779)
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# The prisoner
The prisoner
Hymn 34
John Newton
8,6,8,6
The prisoner.
When the poor pris'ner through a grate
Sees others walk at large;
How does he mourn his lonely state,
And long for a discharge?
Thus I, confined in unbelief,
My loss of freedom mourn;
And spend my hours in fruitless grief,
Until my Lord return.
The beam of day, which pierces through
The gloom in which I dwell;
Only discloses to my view,
The horrors of my cell.
Ah! how my pensive spirit faints,
To think of former days!
When I could triumph with the saints,
And join their songs of praise!
But now my joys are all cut off,
In prison I am cast;
And Satan, with a cruel scoff, Ps 140:2
Says, "Where's your God at last?"
Dear Savior, for thy mercies sake,
My strong, my only plea,
These gates and bars in pieces break, Ps 147:7
And set the pris'ner free!
Surely my soul shall sing to thee,
For liberty restored;
And all thy saints admire to see
The mercies of the LORD.