Sin, and the pow’rs of hell,
Persuade me to despair:
Lord, make me know thee well,
That I may ‘scape the snare.

From the first dawning light
Till dark of evening rise,
For thee, O Lord, I wait
With ever-longing eyes.

Remember all thy grace,
And lead me in thy truth;
Forgive the sins of age,
And follies of my youth.

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