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XXXVI.
[My burden unable to bear]
My burden unable to bear,
With sin above measure oppress'd,
I pour out a sorrowful prayer,
I groan for redemption and rest;
In hope of approaching relief,
I call on His wonderful name,
Whose pity attends to my grief,
For ever and ever the same.
With sin above measure oppress'd,
I pour out a sorrowful prayer,
I groan for redemption and rest;
In hope of approaching relief,
I call on His wonderful name,
Whose pity attends to my grief,
For ever and ever the same.
He came a lost world to redeem,
He waits a lost world to forgive:
The sinner is welcome to Him,
The dead by His dying may live:
In mercy alone He delights,
Unspeakably loving and kind,
The weary and burden'd invites
Repose in His bosom to find.
He waits a lost world to forgive:
The sinner is welcome to Him,
The dead by His dying may live:
In mercy alone He delights,
Unspeakably loving and kind,
The weary and burden'd invites
Repose in His bosom to find.
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My only resource in despair,
To Jesus I faithfully flee,
And cast a whole mountain of care
On Him, that hath answer'd for me:
His body the balsam supplied,
My burden of guilt it endured;
And lo, in His death I confide,
And lo, by His wounds I am cured.
To Jesus I faithfully flee,
And cast a whole mountain of care
On Him, that hath answer'd for me:
His body the balsam supplied,
My burden of guilt it endured;
And lo, in His death I confide,
And lo, by His wounds I am cured.
His free inexhaustible love,
(A sea without bottom or shore,)
Doth all my affliction remove,
And sorrow and sin are no more:
His mercy the pardon bestows
With blissful assurance and rest;
And lull'd to eternal repose,
I sink on Immanuel's breast!
(A sea without bottom or shore,)
Doth all my affliction remove,
And sorrow and sin are no more:
His mercy the pardon bestows
With blissful assurance and rest;
And lull'd to eternal repose,
I sink on Immanuel's breast!
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