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Who turn'd thee from the fatal paths uf fol- ly, sin, and shame.
BALERMA. C. M.
Come, trembling sinner, in whose breast A thousand thoughts revolve;
Come, with your guilt and fear oppress'd, And make this last resolve.
My grateful soul, for-er - er praise, Forever
love His name
Who turn'd thee from the fata paths Of fol- ly, sin, and shame.
And may this con- se-cra. ted hour With bet- ter hopes be fillid! D. C. Thy mer-cy o'er my life has flow'd; That mer-cy
though we part,'tis bliss to know The good shall meet a - bove. sing the everlasting song with those who've gone be- fore.
Oh, that will be joy - ful, joy
D. C. &
Oh, that will be joy-ful, To meet to part no
A · wake my soul, stretch ev’- ry nerve, And press with
Oh for a clo - ser walk with God, A calm and heav'nly frame,
A light to shine up - on the road, That leads me to the Lamb!