How helpless guilty nature lies, Unconscious of its load! The heart, unchanged, can never rise To happiness and God. Can aught, beneath a power divine, The stubborn will subdue? ???Tis Thine, almighty Spirit! Thine, To form the heart anew. ???Tis Thine, the passions to recall, And upward bid them rise; To make the scales of error fall From reason???s darkened eyes; To chase the shades of death away, And bid the sinner live; A beam of Heaven, a vital ray, ???Tis Thine alone to give. O change these wretched hearts of ours, And give them life divine; Then shall our passions and our powers Almighty Lord! be Thine.
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