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The APPEAL.
I
To thee, great searcher of the heart,I solemnly appeal,
Who all the secrets of my soul,
And inmost thoughts can'st tell.
II
Even thou, th' unerring judge of all,Dost my dread witness prove;
That thee, beyond whate'er the world
Can tempt me with, I love.
III
That thou, whatever else I miss,Whatever else I lose,
Art my exceeding great reward,
And highest bliss I chuse.
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IV
Leave me of wealth, of honour, friends,And all things else bereft;
But of thy favour, gracious God,
Let me be never left;
V
O hear! and grant thy boundless love'sInestimable store,
And I'll hereafter close my lips,
And never urge thee more.
VI
With this alone I'll be content;But, Lord, of this deny'd,
I shou'd despise the noblest gift,
Thou cou'dst bestow beside.
VII
Among the brightest joys of life,I shou'd no pleasure know,
But murm'ring to the sullen shades
Of endless night would go.
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