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THE POWER OF SIN.
How long Thou awful God, how long
Shall I this conflict have?
Why am I thus, if Thou art strong,
If Thou art good to save?
Shall I this conflict have?
Why am I thus, if Thou art strong,
If Thou art good to save?
No end of this intestine war,
No hope of peace, I see,
Unless Thy love itself declare
And fix itself in me.
No hope of peace, I see,
Unless Thy love itself declare
And fix itself in me.
The unbelief that holds me still,
I never can remove,
Or change the bias of my will,
Or force my heart to love.
I never can remove,
Or change the bias of my will,
Or force my heart to love.
Throughout my fallen soul I find
It cannot, cannot be
That I should change the carnal mind,
Or subject it to Thee.
It cannot, cannot be
That I should change the carnal mind,
Or subject it to Thee.
As soon a hellish fiend accurst
Might from his den arise,
His chains of massy darkness burst,
And re-ascend the skies.
Might from his den arise,
His chains of massy darkness burst,
And re-ascend the skies.
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