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1 And are we wretches yet alive;
And do we yet rebel?
'Tis boundless, 'tis amazing love,
That bears us up from hell!
2 The burden of our weighty guilt
Would sink us down to flames,
And threat'ning veng'ance rolls above,
To crush our feeble frames.
3 Almighty goodness cries, "Forbear;"
And straight the thunder stays:
And dare we now provoke his wrath,
And weary out his grace?
4 Lord, we have long abus'd thy love,
Too long indulg'd our sin:
Our aching hearts e'en bleed to see
What rebels we have been.
5 No more, ye lusts, shall ye command;
No more will we obey:
Stretch out, O God, thy conqu'ring hand,
And drive thy foes away.
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First Line: | And are we wretches yet alive |
Title: | Repentance flowing from the patience of God |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1793 |