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680.
[Just such a wretch am I]
In the time of his distress did he trespass yet, &c.
—xxviii. 22.
Just such a wretch am I,
Who underneath the rod
Sin on self-harden'd, and defy
The utmost wrath of God:
The deeper in distress,
The farther I rebel,
As bent to claim for my own place
The hottest place in hell.
Who underneath the rod
Sin on self-harden'd, and defy
The utmost wrath of God:
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The farther I rebel,
As bent to claim for my own place
The hottest place in hell.
'Tis not in pain to move
This most obdurate heart;
Only the power of bleeding love
Can stone to flesh convert,
Bid my rebellions end,
And wash the Ethiop white,
And change a foul incarnate fiend
Into a child of light.
This most obdurate heart;
Only the power of bleeding love
Can stone to flesh convert,
Bid my rebellions end,
And wash the Ethiop white,
And change a foul incarnate fiend
Into a child of light.
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