| Stanza | Poetry Source by First Line | |||
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| 1 |
Come, humble sinner, in whose breast A thousand thoughts revolve, Come, with your guilt and fear oppressed, And make this last resolve. |
Come, humble Sinner, in whose Breast, Stanza 1 |
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| 2 |
I'll go to Jesus, though my sin Hath like a mountain rose; I know His courts, I'll enter in, Whatever may oppose. |
Come, humble Sinner, in whose Breast, Stanza 2 |
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| 3 |
I can but perish if I go, I am resolved to try, For if I stay away I know I must forever die. |
Come, humble Sinner, in whose Breast, Stanza 6 |