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COLLECT.
[Eternal God, who hatest]
“I have no pleasure in the death of the wicked.”—Ezek. xxxiii. 11.
Eternal God, who hatest
No work that thou createst;
And grantest free remission
To all who feel contrition:
Make these hard hearts relenting,
That we, our sins lamenting,
Our wretchedness deploring,
Thy boundless grace adoring,
May peace divine inherit,
Through our Redeemer's merit!
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