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CONVERSION. 127
But away, mortal sin ! by the help of my God,
From thy false poisoned fruits I will firmly refrain;
I have vowed, mortal sin ! J have manfully vowed, I will touch thee not, taste thee not ever again.
I abjure the dark spirit who fondles yet hates me, I abjure mortal sin, the black gift he hath given;
I hate it for fear of the fire that awaits me, I hate it for hope of God's beautiful Heaven.
I hate it because the dear Lord that would ease sis Sweated blood when He thought of the horror of |
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sin; |
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I hate it because it hath crucified Jesus,
Who hath done all He can the worst sinners to win.
And I swear to Thee — yes, dearest Jesus ! Oh let me, In the strength of Thy grace, swear an oath unto Thee,
No sin! never more ! if Thou wilt not forget me, But in Thy sweet mercy have mercy on me. |
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CONVERSION.
O Faith ! thou workest miracles
Upon the hearts of men, Choosing thy home in those same hearts
We know not how nor when. |
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