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JESUS, MY FRIEND.

Iesus, thy love did leave its charms
Engraved upon my heart;
Thou bad'st me fly unto thine arms,
And from my sins depart.

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It was the time I came to thee,
With sin so much oppressed,
It was thy love that rescued me,
And gave my spirit rest.
But since that time I've gone astray,
My love is cold to Thee,
And I am in the crooked way,
Thy light I cannot see.
O! could I see thy love again,
Come beaming from the sky,
And know that I am free from sin,
And feel that thou art nigh!
I would no longer linger here,
And sink with fear and shame,
But I would seek the cross to bear,
And own my Saviour's name.
Now let me to my Saviour go,
And lean upon his breast,
Where peace and love forever flow,
In heaven, among the blest.
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[The above lines are the second religious ones ever composed by me, and these were suggested to me on a pleasant Sabbath day, when returning from Sabbath school; and, musing on my soul's welfare, both in time and in eternity, I was suddenly aroused by some very wicked boys who were spending the Lord's day in idle sport, smoking and swearing, thus profaning God's name and day. I wondered how long man will be permitted to disregard the Bible, and violate the laws of the land!—How long he will shut himself out from good society, and bind himself in fetters of sin and death?—the death that never dies! May they soon hear, turn and live.]