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More hard than marble is my heart,
And foul with sins of deepest stain;
But thou the mighty Saviour art,
Nor flowed thy cleansing blood in vain:
Ah, soften, melt this rock, and may
Thy blood wash all these stains away!
Oh that I, as a little child
May follow thee, and never rest,
Till sweetly thou hast breathed thy mild
And lowly mind into my breast!
May I be one, O Lord, with thee,
And never parted may we be.
Still let thy love point out my way:
How wondrous things that love hath wrought!
Still lead me, lest I go astray;
Direct my word, inspire my thought;
And if I fall, soon may I hear
Thy voice, and know thy love is near.
In suffering be thy love my peace ;
In weakness be thy love my power;
And, when the storms of life shall cease,
Jesus; in that momentous hour,
In death, as life, be thou my guide,
And save me, who for me hast died!
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