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Forgive me my trespasses
Thy trespasses my heart has not forgiven,To the full answer that my Lord would ask;
The love in him to me so freely given,
Is for my feeble strength too great a task;
Increase oh Father! swell the narrowing tide,
Till the full stream shall reach from shore to shore;
I have not yet each sinful thought denied,
Heal up for me the freshly bleeding sore,
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On the vile lusts that war against the soul;
May sin in him forever find its grave,
And all my being own his just controul;
And fixed forever in his perfect law,
May I more freely from thy fountain draw.
Poem No. 718; c. January 1839
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