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CONVICTION AND CONVERSION.
Here on my heart the burden lies,
And past offences pain mine eyes,
4 My lips with shame my sins confess,
Against thy law, against thy grace ;
Lord, should thy judgments grow severe,
I am condemned, but thou art clear.
5 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord,
Whose hope, still hovering round thy word.
Would light on some sweet promise there,
Some sure support against despair.
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* lileased are they that mourn.'
1 HY, mourning soul, why flow vnese
tears ?
Why thus indulge thy doubts and fears?
Look to thy Saviour on the tree,
Who bore the load of guilt for thee.
2 Then cease thy sorrows, banish grief,
Thou though of sinners art the chief;
The wounds that make poor sinners grieve
Are healed when they in Christ believe.
3 Whom Jesus wounds, he wounds to heal—
Oh ! 'tis a mercy thus to feel:
There’s none can mourn while dead in sin.
Thine are the marks of life within.
4 Be of good cheer, on him reJy,
He’ll pass thy great transgressions by,
And guide thee safely by his hand,
Till thou shalt reach fair Canaan’s land.
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The penitent imploring 'mercy.
» | ORD at thy feet in dust I lie,
L* And knock at mercy’s door ;
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