Come, humble sinner, in whose breast
C. M.
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Come, humble sinner, in whose breastA thousand thoughts revolve,Come, with your guilt and fear oppressed,And make this last resolve.
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"I 'll go to Jesus, though my sinHath like a mountain rose;I know his courts, I 'll enter in,Whatever may oppose.
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"Prostrate I 'll lie before his throne,And there my guilt confess;I 'll tell him I 'm a wretch undone,Without his sovereign grace.
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"But should the Lord reject my plea,And disregard my prayer,Yet, still, like Esther, I will stay,And perish only there.
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"I can but perish if I go—I am resolved to try;For if I stay away, I knowI must forever die."