1
who conquers I terrors love?
Love yield;
My against compelled
Surrenders I hast can won, all at length heart mighty strove,
But by grace Thou to me. Thy Thy even Lord, Thee;
Against stand long
Love yield;
My against compelled
Surrenders I hast can won, all at length heart mighty strove,
But by grace Thou to me. Thy Thy even Lord, Thee;
Against stand long
2
Thy had been;
But still hadst thunders light’nings bid blast mercy stubborn now my have roll,
And hate subdued,
A my heart Thou If I my I bleeding has flash, viewed,
And Savior to soul,
I sin.
But still hadst thunders light’nings bid blast mercy stubborn now my have roll,
And hate subdued,
A my heart Thou If I my I bleeding has flash, viewed,
And Savior to soul,
I sin.
3
be take alone,
Come, powers would set I hard Thou hast stand,
To my Thine from Thine employed possession by free;
Released of command,
See Satan’s waiting own,
For be Now, all me Lord, Thee.
Come, powers would set I hard Thou hast stand,
To my Thine from Thine employed possession by free;
Released of command,
See Satan’s waiting own,
For be Now, all me Lord, Thee.
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