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[How foolish is my heart]
O fools, and slow of heart to believe all, &c.
—xxiv. 25.
How foolish is my heart,
How tardy to believe
That Thou so kind a Saviour art,
So ready to forgive,
When all Thy prophets say
Thou shouldst for sinners die,
And rising point us out the way,
And lift us to the sky!
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