1. Come, Ye That Love the Lord And listen while I tell How narrowly my feet escaped The snares of death and hell. 2. The flatt'ring joys of sense Assailed my foolish heart, While Satan with malicious skill Guided the pois'nous dart. 3. I fell beneath the stroke, But fell to rise again; My anguish sprung from op'ning life, And pleasures sprung from pain. 4. Darkness, and shame, and grief Oppressed my gloomy mind; I looked around me for relief But no relief could find. 5. At length to God I cried, He heard my plaintive sigh; He heard, and instantly he sent Salvation from on high. 6. My drooping head he raised My bleeding wounds he healed, Pardoned my sins, and with a smile The gracious pardon sealed. 7. O may I ne'er forget The mercy of my God, Nor ever lack a tongue to spread His loudest praise abroad.
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