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260. How sad and awful is my state!

1 How sad and awful is my state!
The very thing I do, I hate!
When I to God draw near in pray'r,
I feel the conflict even there!

2 I mourn, because I cannot mourn,
I hate my sin, yet cannot turn;
I grieve, because I cannot grieve,
I hear the truth, but can't believe.

3 Where shall so great a sinner run?
I see I'm ruin'd and undone;
Dear Lord, in pity now draw near,
And banish ev'ry rising fear.

4 Thy blood dear Lord, which thou hast spilt,
Can make this rocky heart to melt;
Thy blood can make me clean within--
Thy blood can pardon all my sin.

5 'Tis on the atonement of that blood,
I now approach to thee, my God;
This is my hope, this is my claim,
Jesus has died and wash'd me clean.

Text Information
First Line: How sad and awful is my state!
Meter: L. M.
Publication Date: 1828
Scripture:
Topic: Conflict between Flesh and Spirit; Penitence of the awakened sinner: Penitence
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