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3263.
[Lord, while I in Thy name believe]
Take heed...lest there be in...you an evil heart, &c.
—iii. 12.
Lord, while I in Thy name believe,
My power I over sin maintain;
But when to Thee no more I cleave,
I sink into myself again:
My heart, though sprinkled once with blood,
Becomes an evil, faithless heart;
And losing my sure trust in God,
I from the living God depart.
My power I over sin maintain;
But when to Thee no more I cleave,
I sink into myself again:
My heart, though sprinkled once with blood,
Becomes an evil, faithless heart;
And losing my sure trust in God,
I from the living God depart.
Soon, if I cease to watch and pray,
The unbelieving heart returns,
Rebels against Thy gracious sway,
With pride, desire, or anger burns.
My heart a cage of birds unclean,
Its old corrupt affections feels,
Its strong propensity to sin;
And God in me no longer dwells.
The unbelieving heart returns,
Rebels against Thy gracious sway,
With pride, desire, or anger burns.
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Its old corrupt affections feels,
Its strong propensity to sin;
And God in me no longer dwells.
O let me then Thy warnings heed
Throughout my pilgrimage below;
With jealous self-mistrust proceed,
And humbly in Thy footsteps go.
And if I always watch and pray,
Who dost my evil heart remove,
Thou, Lord, wilt keep it far away,
Till quite destroy'd by perfect love.
Throughout my pilgrimage below;
With jealous self-mistrust proceed,
And humbly in Thy footsteps go.
And if I always watch and pray,
Who dost my evil heart remove,
Thou, Lord, wilt keep it far away,
Till quite destroy'd by perfect love.
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