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O Lord, to thee I yield my will;
With thoughts of thee my spirit fill;
I cast myself upon thy care!
Is not this, Lord, the truest prayer?


DE PROFUNDIS
From out the deep I've callèd unto thee;
    Hearken, O Lord!
And when I plead, "Have mercy upon me!"
    Hearken, O Lord!
If thou extreme wilt be who may abide?
Low bend thine ear whilst I my griefs confide.

I look for thee; for thee doth wait my soul;
    Hearken, O Lord!
For thine atoning love canst make me whole;
    Hearken, my Lord!
Before the night is spent or shadows flee,
Ere dawn of day my spirit longs for thee.

O Israel! O Israel, believe
    In Christ the Lord;
The plenteous pardon for thy sins receive,
    He doth accord;
With Him is mercy to supply thy need;
When from the deep thou callest He will heed.


TEMPTATION
Behind thee cast, as warrior strong,
The thought that's idle, vexing, wrong;
Else soon 'twill be a mighty throng.

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