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INWARD CONFLICT




Outward rites can ne’er avail,
To make the leper clean;
Vain are all attempts to heal
The dreadful plague of sin:
Like a captive held in chains,
I remain a helpless slave,
Groan beneath my heavy pains,
And look for one to save.


Now I find a war within,
Depriving me of rest;
‘Tis the powerful law of sin,
That’s seated in my breast;
Swarms of vain and trifling thoughts
Still obtrude upon my mind,
Day by day I numerous spots
In all my actions find.


Jesus, thou canst ease my grief,
Regard my fervent prayer;
Grant, oh grant me quick relief,
And save me from despair:
Bid me look to Calvary,
Thence may I my comforts draw;
Never more would I rely
For safety on the law.

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LYRICS
Meter: 7 6 7 6 7 7 7 6
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates: 1818
      Bible Refs: Rm 7:23;
      LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1818# 540
      MUSIC
      Name: AMSTERDAM
      Meter: 7 6 7 6 7 7 7 6
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1742
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