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But if within thy sinful heart,
    Lurk earthly crime or earthly care,
If hate, which broods upon the past,
    Or pleasure's feverish dream, be there;

If thou against the widow's prayer,
    Or orphan's cry, hast closed thine ear;
In mercy to thyself forbear,
    Drink not thine own destruction here:

But from thee put all thoughts of earth,
    As erst from Israel's camp were flung
Each worldly and unholy thing,
    To which the secret sinner clung.

Come with thy guilt new washed in tears,
    Thy spirit raised in faith above;
Then drink, and so thy soul shall live,
    Thy Saviour's blood—thy Saviour's love.