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For Faith in the Promises.
O could I but believe,
I then might ask and have;
A portion of that grace receive,
Which, all who find, shall save.
I then might ask and have;
A portion of that grace receive,
Which, all who find, shall save.
I then should know and feel,
What 'tis to be forgiv'n;
Of Jesus and his wonders tell,
And how he came from heav'n.
What 'tis to be forgiv'n;
Of Jesus and his wonders tell,
And how he came from heav'n.
The wonders of his birth;
His God-like infancy:
The treatment that he found on earth;
His scorn and infamy.
His God-like infancy:
The treatment that he found on earth;
His scorn and infamy.
His sorrows and his grief;
His agonies and pain:
His death—companion with a thief;
His fall and rise again.
His agonies and pain:
His death—companion with a thief;
His fall and rise again.
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I then should know his love,
His mercy and his pow'r;
Set my desires on things above,
And wait the final hour.
His mercy and his pow'r;
Set my desires on things above,
And wait the final hour.
The awful hour of death,
That all my fears should end,
And sealing up my latest breath,
Translate me to my friend!
That all my fears should end,
And sealing up my latest breath,
Translate me to my friend!
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