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 Suppliant in  the  dust  I lie, My bruised  heart,  like  ashes, dry;

Care thou  for  me  ere  I die.

Guilty man,  to  judgment giv’n;

Spare him,  therefore,  God  of heav’n!

Loving Lord,  and  Saviour That shall  be  a day  of  sighs,  blest,

When from  ashes  shall  arise  Give  to  them  eternal  rest!

Amen.