Oh Lord, that I would to do Thy will and desire Thy glory, forsaking my own.
Before Thy face Lord, I do fall, with nothing but my weaknesses to give Thee.
My mind is corrupt, my flesh is weak, my heart is collied; I am a puisne, but pernicious rebel.
Without Thee, Thy loving kindness, Thy mercy and Thy grace, I would surely perish.
Lord Jesus, Thou art precious to me.
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