Salvation! O, melodious sound, To wretched, dying men! Salvation that from God proceeds, And leads to God again. Rescued from hell's eternal gloom, From fiends, and fires, and chains; Raised to a paradise of bliss, Where love triumphant reigns. But may a poor, bewildered soul, Sinful and weak as mine, Presume to raise a trembling eye To blessings so divine? The luster of so bright a bliss My feeble hear o'erbears But unbelief almost perverts The promise into tears. My Saviour God, no voice but thine These dying hopes can raise; Speak thy salvation to my soul, And turn my prayer to praise.
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