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John Wesley (1703-1791)

PIERCE, fill me with an humble fear; My utter helplessness reveal! Satan and...

John Wesley (1703-1791)
Verse 1
PIERCE, fill me with an humble fear; My utter helplessness reveal! Satan and sin are always near, Thee may I always nearer feel.
Verse 2
O that to thee my constant mind Might with an even flame aspire, Pride in its earliest motions find, And mark the risings of desire!
Verse 3
O that my tender soul might fly The first abhorred approach of ill, Quick as the apple of an eye, The slightest touch of sin to feel!
Verse 4
Till thou anew my soul create, Still may I strive, and watch, and pray, Humbly and confidently wait, And long to see the perfect day.

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