That I no more shall break with thee?
When will this war of passions cease,
And my free soul enjoy thy peace?
When will this war of passions cease,
And my free soul enjoy thy peace?
Here I repent and sin again;
Now
I revive and now am slain;
Slain with the same unhappy dart,
Slain with the same unhappy dart,
Which Oh! too often wounds my heart!
O Saviour, when, when shall I be
O Saviour, when, when shall I be
A garden seal’d to all but thee?
No more expos’d, no more undone;
No more expos’d, no more undone;
But live and frow to thee alone?
Guide thou, O Lord, guide thou my course,
Guide thou, O Lord, guide thou my course,
And draw me on with thy sweet fore;
Still make me walk, still make me tend,
Still make me walk, still make me tend,
By thee my way, to thee my end.
The Methodist Pocket Hymn-Book. 45th ed., Abraham Paul, 1818. Page 44, No. 39
The Methodist Pocket Hymn-Book. 45th ed., Abraham Paul, 1818. Page 44, No. 39
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