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LIV. THE SAME.

Hymn 4.

[Weary of my sad complaining]

Weary of my sad complaining
Must I with my Saviour part?
Yield, that sin should always reign in
This poor feeble wretched heart!
Must I give the contest over,
Must I sink beneath my load,
Calling on the earth to cover
A despairing sinner's blood?
No, I will not cease from crying,
Not till Tophet takes me in,
Still I pray, though sinking, dying,
Save me, save me, Lord, from sin,
Bring me through my sore temptation:
Or if I must see the pit,
Perish in Thine indignation,—
Let me perish at Thy feet.