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 But if it bath been sin of mine, O show that sin to me, Not to get back the sweetness lost, But to make peace with Thee. One thing alone, dear Lord ! I dread To have a secret spot That separates my soul from Thee, And yet to know it not. O when the tide of graces set So full upon my heart, I know, dear Lord! how faithlessly I did my little part. I know how well my heart hath earn'd A chastisement like this, In trifling many a grace away In self-complacent bliss. But if this weariness hath come A present from on high, Teach me to find the hidden wealth That iu its depths may lie. ........ Googl