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BOOK I. His Saviour s look he could not bear, But hasted forth to weep.

7 But sure the faithful cock had crow d A hundred times in vain Had not the Lord that look bestow d The meaning to explain.

8 As I, like Peter, vows have made, Yet acted Peter s part ; So conscience, like the cock, upbraids My base ungrateful heart.

9 Lord Jesus, hear a sinner s cry, My broken peace renew ;. And grant one pitying look, that I May weep with Peter too.

1 LEGION was my name by nature, Satan raged within my breast, Never misery was greater, Never sinner more possess d : Mischievous to all around me, To myself the greatest foe ; Thus I was when Jesus found me, Fill d with madness, sin, and woe.

3 Yet in this forlorn condition, When he came to see me free, I replied to my Physician, &quot; What have I to do with thee ?&quot; But he would not be prevented, Rescued me against my will : Had he staid till I consented I had been a captive still.

3 &quot; Satan, though thou fain wouldst have it, Know this soul is none of thine ; I have shed my blood to save it, Now I challenge it for mine ;