Religion
Job 14: Not one of all our sinful race
From Short Hymns on Select Passages of the Holy Scriptures (1762) · Osborn ed., vol. 9 (1870)
Not one of all our sinful race
Himself can sanctify.
But in the efiicacious grace
Of Jesus, I rely;
The virtue of Thy hallowing blood,
Almighty to convert,
Shall make the vilest sinner good,
And change the foulest heart.
The foulest heart that ever beat,
I off"er up to Thee:
Enter, and make it, Lord, the seat
Of peace and purity;
Most holy God, Thyself reveal.
My nature to remove.
My body, soul, and spirit to fill
With all Thy heavenly love.
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Wesley, Charles. “Job 14: Not one of all our sinful race.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/wesley_c/3110/.
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Wesley, Charles. “Job 14: Not one of all our sinful race.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/wesley_c/3110/.
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