My many sins I now can see,
How black they all appear!
O what a dreadful history,
It fills my soul with fear;
I’m sorry, Lord, for what I’ve done,
I cry for help to Thee;
Now for the sake of Thy dear Son,
Have mercy, Lord, on me.

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Lord, in thy blessèd Word I’ve read
About a living way,
And that the blood of Christ was shed
To wash my sins away.

In years that now are past and gone
The prophet gave a call,
And this was it—Ho, every one;
That surely must mean all,
And if he called to every one
I’m surely counted in;
My doubts and fears are almost gone,
To trust I now begin.

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He bade them to the waters come,
He spoke of milk and wine;
I’m thirsty, Father, give me some,
What Jesus bought is mine:
I drink, I drink, by living faith,
I feel my sins forgiven;
The merits of my Savior’s death
Makes me an heir to Heaven.

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