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Nothing have I, Lord,to pay Nor can Thy grace procure; Empty send me not away, For I,thou know,am poor dust and ashes is my name. My all is sin and misery. Standing now as newly slain To Thee I lift mine eye; Balm of my grief and pain, Thy grace is always nigh: Now as yesterday thesame Thou art, and wilt for ever be. Saviour, from Thy wounded side I never will depart; Here will I my spirit hide When I am pure in heart: Till my place above I claim, This only shall be all my plea:

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