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Lord, reveal Thyself to me,
That the flesh I'll fully know;
May Thy grace so work in me,
That in dust I'll lowly bow.
How I long for victory,
Yet, thru all my life, how weak!
Evil things I cannot leave,
Nor can do the good I seek.
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Lord, reveal Thy
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self to me,
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That the flesh I'll
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ful
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ly
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know;
May Thy grace so
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work in me,
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That in dust I'll
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low
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ly
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bow.
How I long for
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victo
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ry,
Yet, thru all my
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life, how
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weak!
Evil things I
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cannot leave,
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Nor can do the
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good
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I
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seek.
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Inwardly I want the Lord,
But my conduct hateful is;
Though I would, I cannot change,
O what real bondage ’tis!
By God's law my sin's revealed,
But the law of sin doth bind;
Though I struggle to be free,
No release my soul can find.
Inwardly I want the Lord,
But my conduct hateful is;
Though I would, I cannot change,
O what real bondage ’tis!
By God's law my sin's revealed,
But the law of sin doth bind;
Though I struggle to be free,
No release my soul can find.
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Inwardly I
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want the Lord,
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But my conduct
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hateful is;
Though I would, I
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cannot change,
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O what real
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bondage
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’tis!
By God's law my
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sin's
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revealed,
But the law of
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sin doth
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bind;
Though I struggle
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to be free,
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No release my
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soul
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can
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find.
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Many times I fall and rise,
Oft resolve, and often fail;
Craving vict'ry, I retreat,
And my sad defeat bewail.
Truly I am sold to sin
And completely powerless;
There's no good within my flesh,
All is dark and sinfulness.
Many times I fall and rise,
Oft resolve, and often fail;
Craving vict'ry, I retreat,
And my sad defeat bewail.
Truly I am sold to sin
And completely powerless;
There's no good within my flesh,
All is dark and sinfulness.
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Many times I
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fall and rise,
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Oft resolve, and
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often
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fail;
Craving vict'ry,
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I retreat,
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And my sad
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defeat
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bewail.
Truly I am
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sold to
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sin
And
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completely
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powerless;
There's no good
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within my flesh,
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All is dark and
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sinfulness.
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Now I know myself in part,
And confess my helplessness;
All my temperament is odd,
All my life corrupted is.
Subtle self I cannot trust,
Nor to fleshly strength can cling;
All my trust and all my hope
Is in Jesus Christ my King.
Now I know myself in part,
And confess my helplessness;
All my temperament is odd,
All my life corrupted is.
Subtle self I cannot trust,
Nor to fleshly strength can cling;
All my trust and all my hope
Is in Jesus Christ my King.
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Now I know
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myself in part,
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And confess my
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helplessness;
All my
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temperament is odd,
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All my life
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corrupted
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is.
Subtle self I
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cannot
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trust,
Nor to fleshly
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strength can
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cling;
All my trust and
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all my hope
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Is in Jesus
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Christ
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my
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King.
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May the Cross put me to death
That on Christ I may rely;
May His Holy Spirit fill,
That Himself I may apply.
May His death so work in me
Daily deeper than before,
That my self may be destroyed
And His life thru me may pour.
May the Cross put me to death
That on Christ I may rely;
May His Holy Spirit fill,
That Himself I may apply.
May His death so work in me
Daily deeper than before,
That my self may be destroyed
And His life thru me may pour.
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May the Cross put
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me to death
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That on Christ I
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may
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rely;
May His Holy
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Spirit fill,
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That Himself I
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may
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apply.
May His death so
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work in
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me
Daily deeper
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than
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before,
That my self may
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be destroyed
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And His life thru
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me
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may
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pour.
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O how bitter is my case!
Who this wretched slave can free,
Who deliver from this death,
To a life of victory?
Jesus shed His blood for me,
Christ is now my holiness;
I receive Him as my life
And my portion measureless.
O how bitter is my case!
Who this wretched slave can free,
Who deliver from this death,
To a life of victory?
Jesus shed His blood for me,
Christ is now my holiness;
I receive Him as my life
And my portion measureless.
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O how bitter
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is my case!
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Who this wretched slave
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can
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free,
Who deliver
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from this death,
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To a life of
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victory?
Jesus shed His
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blood for
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me,
Christ is now my
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holiness;
I receive Him
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as my life
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And my portion
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measureless.
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Now I'm wholly sanctified,
Selfless, I obey His word;
Nevermore to feel ashamed
When I come before the Lord.
How transcendent is this life!
Grace thru faith He gives to me!
Praise the Lord, He heard my cry
And has made me wholly free.
Now I'm wholly sanctified,
Selfless, I obey His word;
Nevermore to feel ashamed
When I come before the Lord.
How transcendent is this life!
Grace thru faith He gives to me!
Praise the Lord, He heard my cry
And has made me wholly free.
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Now I'm wholly
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sanctified,
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Selfless, I
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obey
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His
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word;
Nevermore to
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feel ashamed
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When I come
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before
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the
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Lord.
How transcendent
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is this
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life!
Grace thru faith He
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gives to
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me!
Praise the Lord, He
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heard my cry
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And has made me
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wholly
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free.