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I feel i do [?] to go with the people of the World
I know that is great Snare, and causes backslidings,
Oh when shall I See all those I love flocking to christ
Saying here blessed Saviour, I give thee all I have
this broken, contrite heart, take it O [?] it as
thine own wasn't in thy blood and Seal it for
thy Self, that we may all have an interest in the
blood of the Lamb at lost meet in heaven is the
ardent prayer for my family.
We long to see thy churches full
that all the chosen race,
May with one heart, one voice one Soul,
Sing thy redeeming grace,