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[Oft have I pray'd Thee to remove]
Oft have I pray'd Thee to remove
The sin through which I long have grieved;
Oft have I ask'd Thy precious love,
Nor yet the heavenly gift received:
But still in weariness and pain
I seem to plead Thy truth in vain.
The sin through which I long have grieved;
Oft have I ask'd Thy precious love,
Nor yet the heavenly gift received:
But still in weariness and pain
I seem to plead Thy truth in vain.
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Now on the verge of life I cry,
Jesus, on me the grace bestow,
I tremble at the point to die,
Nor can, unless Thy love I know,
Enter into that holy place,
Or stand before Thy glorious face.
Jesus, on me the grace bestow,
I tremble at the point to die,
Nor can, unless Thy love I know,
Enter into that holy place,
Or stand before Thy glorious face.
Be mindful of Thy promise Lord,
And think how short my time beneath,
Assure me by Thy pardoning word
That love hath quicker wings than death,
And speak, before I bow my head,
My soul from sin completely freed.
And think how short my time beneath,
Assure me by Thy pardoning word
That love hath quicker wings than death,
And speak, before I bow my head,
My soul from sin completely freed.
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