Scripture Verse

My people are bent to backsliding from Me: though they called them to the most High, none at all would exalt Him. Hosea 11:7


Philip Doddridge (1702–1751)

Words: Phi­lip Dodd­ridge (1702–1751). Pub­lished post­hu­mous­ly in Hymns Found­ed on Va­ri­ous Texts in the Ho­ly Scrip­tures, by Job Or­ton (Shrop­shire, Eng­land: Jo­shua Ed­dowes & John Cot­ton, 1755), num­ber 153: The re­lent­ing of God’s heart ov­er His back­slid­ing peo­ple.

Music: Ma­no­ah ar­ranged from Giao­chi­no A. Ros­si­ni in Col­lect­ion of Church Mu­sic, by Hen­ry W. Great­or­ex, 1851 (🔊 pdf nwc).

Alternate Tunes:

Gioachino A. Rossini (1792–1868)


Ye sin­ners on back­slid­ing bent,
God’s gra­cious call at­tend;
Shall not com­pas­sion so di­vine
Each stub­born spir­it bend?

“How shall I give mine Is­ra­el up
To ru­in and des­pair?
How pour down show­ers of flam­ing wrath
And make a So­dom there?

My bow­els strong re­lent­ings feel;
My heart is pained with­in;
I will not all My wrath ex­ert,
Nor vi­sit all their sin.

The mer­cy of a God re­strains
The thun­ders of His hand;
Come, seek pro­tect­ion from that pow­er,
Which you can ne’er with­stand.

With trem­bling haste, O God, to Thee
Let sin­ners wing their flight;
As doves, when birds of prey pur­sue,
Down on their win­dows light.

Father, we seek Thy gra­cious arm,
All melt­ed at Thy voice;
O may Thy heart, that feels our woes,
In our re­turn re­joice.