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493t Kedron


Thou Man of griefs, remember me,
Who never canst Thyself forget,
Thy last myster'ous agony,
Thy fainting pangs and bloody sweat!

Father, if I may call Thee so,
Regard my fearful heart's desire;
Remove this load of guilty woe,
Nor let me in my sins expire!

I tremble, lest the wrath divine,
Which bruises now my wretched soul,
Should bruise this wretched soul of mine
Long as eternal ages roll.

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