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L. M.

A guilty conscience eased by confession and pardon.


While I keep silence, and conceal

My heavy guilt within my heart,

What torments doth my conscience feel!

What agonies of inward smart!

I spread my sins before the Lord,

And all my secret faults confess;

Thy gospel speaks a pard'ning word,

Thine Holy Spirit seals the grace.

For this shall every humble soul

Make swift addresses to thy seat;

When floods of huge temptations roll,

There shall they find a bless'd retreat.

How safe beneath thy wings I lie,

When days grow dark and storms appear;

And when I walk, thy watchful eye

Shall guide me safe from every snare.

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