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864.

[Yet still the sin to which he cleaves]

He cried with a loud voice, . . . What have I to, &c. —v. 7, 8.

Yet still the sin to which he cleaves,
Not without violence he leaves
And nature's sorest pain;
As dreading to be dispossess'd,
The fiend he harbours in his breast,
And hugs the tyrant's chain.
But Jesus by a sinner seen
Will never bear the spirit unclean
Should in His presence stay:
The powerful word He speaks alone,
The demon foul He bids begone,
And Legion must obey.