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I love the volume of thy word;

What light and joy these leaves afford,

To souls benighted and distressed,

Thy precepts guide my doubtful way,

Thy fear forbids my feet to stray,

Thy promise leads my heart to rest.


Thy threatenings wake my slumbering eyes,

And warn me where my danger lies;

But 'tis thy blessed gospel, Lord,

That makes my guilty conscience clean,

Converts my soul, subdues my sin,

And gives a free and large reward.

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