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1 Long did my soul in JESUS' form,
No comeliness nor beatuy see;
His sacred name by otheres priz'd,
Was tasteless still, and dead to me.
2 Men call'd me christian, and my heart
On that delusion foundly stay'd;
Moral my hopes, my saviour self,
Till mighty grace the cheat display'd.
3 Thanks to the hand that wak'd my dream
That shew'd me wretched, naked, poor
That sweetly led me to the rock,
Where all salvation stands secure.
4 Glad, I forsook my righteous pride,
My moral, tarnish'd, sinful dress;
Exchang'd my dross away for Christ,
And found the robe of righteousness.Source: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns: done under the appointment of the Philadelphian Association #CXL