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We rest our hopes on Thy free grace alone, Nor seek by merits for our sins to atone; Mercy drops where it lists, and estimates Ill done as undone, good undone as done.

This is the form Thou gavest me of old, Wherein Thou workest marvels manifold; Can I aspire to be a better man, Or other than I issued from Thy mould?

Lord! to Thee all creatures worship pay, To Thee both small and great for ever pray, Thou takest woe away, and givest weal, Give then, or, if it please Thee, take away!