O thou that hearest when sinners cry
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O thou that hearest when sinners cry,Though all my crimes before thee lie,Behold me not with angry look,But blot their memory from thy book.
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Create my nature pure within,And form my soul averse to sin;Let thy good Spirit ne'er depart,Nor hide thy presence from my heart.
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I cannot live without thy light,Cast out and banished from thy sight;Thy holy joys, my God, restore,And guard me, that I fall no more.
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Though I have grieved thy Spirit, Lord,His help and comfort still afford;And let a sinner seek thy throne;To plead the merits of thy Son.