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BOOK I. 8 By nature prone to ill, Till thine appointed hour, I was as destitute of will, As now I ani of power.

9 Wilt thou not crown at length The work thou hast begun, And with a will afford me strength In all thy ways to run?

1 DARKNESS overspreads us here, But the night wears fast away ; Jacob s Star will soon appear, Leading on eternal day ! Now tis time to rouse from sleep, Trim our lamps, and stand prepared, For our Lord strict watch to keep, Lest he find us off our guard.

2 Let his people courage take, Bear with a submissive mind All they suffer for his sake, Rich amends they soon will find : He will wipe away their tears, Near himself appoint their lot ; All their sorrows, pains, and fears, Quickly then will be forgot.

3 Though already saved by grace, From the hour we first believed ; Yet while sin and war have place, We have but a part received : Still we for salvation wait, Every hour it nearer comes ! Death will break the prison gate And admit us to our homes.

4 Sinners, what can you expect, You who now the Saviour dare, Break his laws, his grace reject? You must stand before his bar !