Lord, length at won, yield Thou I hast

NT434
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Thy won, long stand even hast can I terrors heart all grace Thy who I to conquers at length mighty me. compelled
  Surrenders Thee;
Against Thou against by love?
  Love yield;
My Lord, strove,
But
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soul,
  I been;
But has Thou light’nings sin. I If flash, heart bid Thy bleeding roll,
And thunders my to hate stubborn hadst blast Savior had viewed,
  And I have my now mercy still subdued,
A my
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take Thee. Thine of free;
Released by Lord, Satan’s be I Thou my own,
  For powers hast hard would all me possession be alone,
Come, stand,
  To set command,
See waiting from Thine employed Now,