In mercy, not in wrath
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In mercy, not in wrath,Rebuke me, gracious God!Lest, if thy whole displeasure rise,I sink beneath thy rod.
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Touched by thy quickening power,My load of guilt I feel;The wounds thy Spirit hath unclosedO let that Spirit heal!
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In trouble and in gloom,Must I forever mourn?And wilt thou not at length, O God,In pitying love return?
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O come; ere life expireSend down thy power to save;For who shall sing thy name in death,Or praise thee in the grave?