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DWELLING IN MESECH




What a mournful life is mine,
Fill with crosses, pains and cares!
Every work defiled with sin,
Every step beset with snares!


If alone I pensive fit,
I myself can hardly bear;
If I pass along the street,
Sin and riot triumph there.


Jesus! how my heart is pained,
How it mourns for souls deceived!
When I hear thy name profaned,
When I see thy Spirit grieved!


When thy children's griefs I view,
Their distress becomes my own;
All I hear, or see, or do,
Makes me tremble, weep and groan.


Mourning thus I long had been,
When I heard my Saviour's voice;
Thou hast cause to mourn for sin,
But in me thou may'st rejoice.


This kind word dispelled my grief,
Put to silence my complaints;
Though of sinners I am chief,
He his ranked me with his saints.


Though constrained to dwell a while
Where the wicked strive and brawl;
Let them frown; so he but smile,
Heav'n will make amends for all.


There, believers, we shall rest,
Free from sorrow, sin and fears;
Nothing there our peace molests,
Through eternal rounds of years.


Let us then the fight endure,
See our Captain looking down;
He will make the conquest sure,
And bestow the promised crown.

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LYRICS
Meter: 7 7 7 7
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    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates: 1779
      Bible Refs: Ps 120:5-7;
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