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A HYMN TO GOD THE FATHER
Hear me, O God!
A broken heart,
Is my best part;
Use still thy rod,
That I may prove
Therein thy love.
If thou hadst not
Been stern to me,
But left me free,
I had forgot
Myself and thee.
For sin's so sweet,
As minds ill bent
Rarely repent,
Until they meet
Their punishment.
Who more can crave
Than thou hast done,
That gavs't a Son,
To free a slave?
First made of naught,
With all since bought.
Sin, Death, and Hell,
His glorious name
Quite overcame,
Yet I rebel,
And slight the same
But I'll come in
Before my loss
Me farther toss,
As sure to win
Under his cross.
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