'Tis a point I long to know
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'Tis a point I long to know,Oft it causes anxious thought;Do I love the Lord, or no?Am I his, or am I not?
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Could my heart so hard remain,Prayer a task and burden prove,Every trifle give me pain,If I knew a Saviour's love?
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Yet I mourn my stubborn will,Find my sin a grief and thrall;Should I grieve for what I feel,If I did not love at all?
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Could I joy with saints to meet,Choose the ways I once abhorred,Find at times the promise sweet,If I did not love the Lord?
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Lord, decide the doubtful case,Thou who art thy people's Sun;Shine upon thy work of grace,If it be indeed begun.