Gospel Magazine, 1777
I will not leave you comfortless. John 14:18
1 O God of grace, of love immense,
How free thy favours to dispense!
I to thy mercy-seat repair,
Since thou hast said, I'll meet thee there.
2 Thou seest my soul by sin oppressed;
O come, and give the weary rest;
My base backslidings kindly heal,
Apply the balm, thy love reveal.
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