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Guilt makes me unable
To stand or to flee ;
So Cain murder d Abel,
And trembled like me.

3 Each sin, like his blood,
With a terrible cry,
Calls loudly on God
To strike from on high :
Nor can my repentance,
Extorted by fear,
Reverse the just sentence ;
Tis just, though severe.

4 The case is too plain,
I had my own choice ;
Again, and again,
I slighted his voice,
His warnings neglected,
His patience abused,
His gospel rejected,
His mercy refused.

5 And must I then go
For ever to dwell
In torments and woe
With devils in hell ?
Oh where is the Saviour
I scorn d in times past ?
His word in my favour
Would save me at last.

6 Lord Jesus, on thee
I venture to call,
Oh look upon me
The vilest of all!
For whom didst thou languish,
And bleed on the tree ?
Oh pity my anguish,
And say, " Twas for thee/

7 A case such as mine
Will honour thy power ;
All hell will repine,
All heaven adore ;