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SUPPLICATION.
2 The will perverse, the passions blind,
In paths of ruin stray ;
Reason, debased, can never find
The safe, the narrow way.
3 Can aught, beneath a power divine
The stubborn will subdue?
’Tis thine, Almighty Saviour, thine,
To form the heart anew.
4 ’Tis thine the passions to recall,
And upward bid them rise;
And make the scales of error fall
From reason’s darkened eyes.
5 To chase the shades of death away,
And bid the sinner live,
A beam of heaven, a vital ray,
’Tis thine alone to give.
6 O change these wretched hearts of ours,
And give them life divine ;
Then shall our passions and our powers,
Almighty Lord, be thine.
367 S. M.
Safety in God.
t \ X 7 HEN overwhelmed with grief,
VV My heart within me dies,
Helpless, and far from all relief,
To heaven I lift mine eyes.
2 0 lead me to the Rock
That’s high above my head;
And make the covert of thy wings
My shelter and my shade.
S Within thy presence, Lord;
For ever I’ll abide ;
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