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2489.
[In sin I long have dwelt]
God spake...That his seed should sojourn in a, &c.
—vii. 6.
In sin I long have dwelt
The wretched slave of man,
My guilty burden felt,
With Satan's galling chain;
By cruel taskmasters oppress'd,
Far from the land of gospel rest.
The wretched slave of man,
My guilty burden felt,
With Satan's galling chain;
By cruel taskmasters oppress'd,
Far from the land of gospel rest.
Estranged alas from God,
The God of pardoning grace,
I tremble at the rod,
Yet serve the' Egyptian race;
Repeat my melancholy moan,
And in the iron furnace groan.
The God of pardoning grace,
I tremble at the rod,
Yet serve the' Egyptian race;
Repeat my melancholy moan,
And in the iron furnace groan.
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