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CONVICTION AND CONVERSION.
Nor envied Elijah his seat;
My soul mounted higher
In a chariot of fire,
And the world was put under my feet.
7 O the rapturous height
Of that holy delight,
Which I felt in the life-giving blood !
Of my Saviour possessed,
I was perfectly blessed,
Overwhelmed with the fullness of God.
8 What a mercy is this,
What a heaven of bliss,
How unspeakably favored am I;
Gathered into the fold,
With believers enrolled,
With believers to live and to die !
9 Now my remnant of days
Would I spend to his praise,
Who hath died my poor soul to redeem
Whether many or few,
All my years are his due,
May they all be devoted to him.
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Gratitude for pardon.
1 | ET me dwell on Golgotha,
Weep and love my life away,
While I see him on the tree,
Weep and bleed and die for me.
2 That dear blood for sinners spilt,
Shows my sin in all its guilt;
Oh, my soul, he bore the load ;
Thou hast slain the Lamb of God.
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