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CONVICTION AND CNOVEKSION.
2 All, whither shall I fly ?
I hear the thunder roar ;
The law proclaims destruction nigh.
And vengeance at the door.
3 When I review my ways,
I dread impending doom ;
But sure a friendly whisper says,
‘ Flee from the wrath to come.’
4 I see, or think I see,
A glimmering from afar,
A beam of day that shines for me,
To save me from despair.
5 Forerunner of the sun,
It marks the pilgrims way ;
I’ll gaze upon it while I run,
And watch the rising day,
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Union with Christ,
1 POME, saints and sinners, hear me tell
The wonders of Emmanuel,
Who saved me from a burning hell,
And brought my soul with Christ to dwell,
And gave me heavenly union.
2 When Jesus saw me from on high,
Beheld my soul in ruin lie,
He looked on me with pitying eye,
And said to me as He passed by,
‘With God you have no union.’
3 O God, have mercy ! then said I,
And looked this way and that to fly;
It giieved me sore that I must die ;
I strove salvation then to buy,
But still I had no union.
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