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THE ACT OF CONTRITION. |
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THE ACT OF CONTRITION.
My God ! who art nothing but mercy and kindness, Ah shut not Thine ear to the penitent's prayer;
'T is Thy grace that hath cured me, dear Lord, of my blindness, Thy love that hath lifted me up from despair.
Oh cruel, most cruel! the bondage of evil
That hath kept me so fast, and hath held me so low;
And feaiful the hold, the strong hold of the devil, And the keen bitter fires of the long hopeless woe.
But, O God ! by Thy mercy my mind is enlightened ;
I feel a new purpose burn strong in my heart; I come to Thee now like a child scared and frightened,
And I cling to Thy love, and will never depart. |
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