  “Now, oh joy! my sins are pardoned! Now I can and do believe! All I have, and am, and shall be, To my precious Lord I give; He roused my deathly slumbers, He dispersed my soul’s dark night; Whispered peace, and drew me to Him Made Himself my chief delight. “Let the babe forget its mother, Let the bridegroom slight his bride; True to him, I’ll love none other, Cleaving closely to His side. Jesus, hear my soul’s confession; Weak am I, but strength is Thine; On Thine arms for strength and succor, Calmly may my soul recline!” Albert Midlane. |
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