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1896.
[I know, most gracious Saviour]
I know, most gracious Saviour,
My night approaches fast;
O may I by Thy favour,
Be found in peace at last:
My time of visitation,
My latest hour improve,
And work out my salvation,
And die, renew'd in love.
My night approaches fast;
O may I by Thy favour,
Be found in peace at last:
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My latest hour improve,
And work out my salvation,
And die, renew'd in love.
What can I do but offer
My dregs of life to Thee?
What can I do but suffer
Whate'er Thou lay'st on me?
In manifold temptations,
I at Thy feet attend:
My duty now is patience,
Till pain, with life shall end.
My dregs of life to Thee?
What can I do but suffer
Whate'er Thou lay'st on me?
In manifold temptations,
I at Thy feet attend:
My duty now is patience,
Till pain, with life shall end.
CHAPTER IX. The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley | ||