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CONVICTION AND CONVERSION

138 L. M.
Humble pleading.
1 GIVE me, Lord, my sins to mourn,
My sins whi:h have thy body torn ;
Give me, with broken heart, to see
Thy last tremendous agony.
2 0 could I gain the mountain’s height,
And gaze upon that bleeding sight ;
O that with Salem’s daughter’s I
Might stand and see my Saviour die !
3 I’d smite upon my breast and mourn,
And never from the cross return :
I’d weep o’er an expiring God
And mix my tears with Jesus’ blood.
4 I’d hang upon his breast and cry,
Lord, save a soul condemned to die,
And let a wretch come near thy throne
To plead the merits of thy Son.
5 Father of mercies, drop thy frown,
And let me shelter in thy Son ;
O with my earnest suit comply
And give me Jesus, or I die.
6 O Lord, deny me what thou wilt,
Only relieve me of my guilt;
Good Lord, in mercy hear me cry,
And give me Jesus, or I die.
7 Show pity, Lord, and send relief,
To a poor sinner drowned in grief,
Who has no plea to bring him nigh.
Lord, save a soul condemned to die i
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