Come, O Thou All-Victorious Lord
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Come, O Thou all-victorious Lord, Thy pow'r to us make known; Strike with the hammer of Thy word, And break these hearts of stone.
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O that we all might now begin Our foolishness to mourn, And turn at once from every sin, And to our Saviour turn!
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Give us ourselves and thee to know, In this our gracious day; Repentance unto life bestow And take our sins away.
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Conclude us first in unblief, And free then release Fill every soul with sacred grief, And then with sacred peace.
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Impov'rish, Lord, and then relieve, And then enrich the poor; The knowledge or our cure,
That blessed sense of guilt impart And then remove the load; Trouble, and was the troubled heart In the atoning blood.
Our desp'rate state through sin declare, And speak our sins forgiv'n; By perfect holiness prepare, And take us up to heav'n.